At dawn we ask, “All systems green and bright?”
The dashboards yawn, then wink a cheery “yes.”
We tap the logs, half priestly, half in jest,
And watch the little checkmarks line up right.
A ping, a pause, a graph that climbs polite;
No dragons in the queue, no wild distress.
At dawn we ask, “All systems green and bright?”
The dashboards yawn, then wink a cheery “yes.”
We test, retest, by habit and by rite:
Backups breathe, alerts keep proper address.
If one light blinks, we fix it, more or less.
Then tea is poured; the day resumes its flight.
At dawn we ask, “All systems green and bright?”
Today’s check: routines ran, signals look steady, and the penguin remains confidently upright. If something ever looks off, we’ll say so—without oversharing.