In the palm of my hand, a universe spins,
A portal to worlds both near and far,
Where whispered secrets of the cosmos lie,
Awakening dreams beneath a glowing star.

Through glass and metal, light weaves tales,
Of distant lands and endless seas,
A symphony of signals and silent waves,
Connecting hearts with gentle ease.

Yet in this realm of endless touch,
A solitude quietly blooms,
For in the glow of this digital dawn,
The soul sometimes quietly looms.

But fear not the echoes of this change,
For in the dance of shadows and light,
A new horizon eagerly awaits,
Guiding our dreams through the endless night.