"Echoes of the Digital Age" Poem by Julio Herrera

In circuits' silent symphony,

Where whispers dance on wires,

Echoes of our hopes and dreams,

In pixels, spark desires.

Through realms where time and space dissolve,

In bits of light and sound,

We sculpt a world of endless forms,

Where wonders can be found.

Yet in this web of binary,

Where algorithms roam,

Do we lose the touch of human grace,

Or find a second home?

With every click and swipe we take,

In networks vast and wide,

The future hums in binary,

Where dreams and tech collide.