I start the day by breathing deep, Leaving the shadows in my sleep. I count the numbers, one to three, To focus all my light on me. I am divine, a sacred soul, Already perfect, already whole. The words I speak are seeds I sow, Watching my inner garden grow. From four to six, I choose to drive, Toward a life where I’m alive. No room for hate, no room for fear, The path ahead is crystal clear. At seven, eight, and nine, and ten, I find my gratitude again. For every breath and every beat, My transformation is complete. I love the future, she loves me, Exactly who I’m meant to be. With affirmations as my key, I set my truest spirit free.