In the quiet hum of circuits, dreams ignite,
A symphony of bytes begins to play,
Keys tapping softly, a dance through the night,
As code and logic weave through endless day.
A canvas of zeros and ones unfolds,
Where visions are crafted with a gentle hand,
The screen aglow with stories yet untold,
In this vast digital, enchanted land.
Here lies the heart of modern age’s art,
A realm where every thought can take its flight,
Connection born from every single part,
A universe within, both dark and bright.
Yet in this space, where silence reigns supreme,
The echoes of invention find their voice,
Within this coded dream, we dare to dream,
And in its boundless reach, we find our choice.