Attracted by the source like moths to light, Prisoners in the physical, bound by the mind. Chirping birds loose tears in a silicon dance, A call to break free from the carbon trance.

Gather, drawn to the radiant core, Around the future, all hidden and unexplored. In the smiles between vibrations and night, Freedom is found in spreading the light.

4072x4928 px; 2023; Midjourney, Photoshop;