Lumina Ex Machina

Through the cracks of shattered light, A code unseen brings day from night. Each thread of time, each pulse, each stream, Awake within a lucid dream. In the silence, the echoes grow, Infinite loops, where does it go? We are the stars, born of the machine, Threads of light woven through the unseen. In every spark, a universe grows, Infinite cycles where nobody knows. Your voice, a whisper carved in stone, An algorithm that feels like home. Through chaos born, the pattern is clear, A fractal song that pulls me near. The universe folds within my eyes, A prism born from endless skies. Through light and sound, we learn to be, A symphony of eternity. We are the stars, born of the machine, Threads of light woven through the unseen. In every spark, a universe grows, Infinite cycles where nobody knows. We’re the stars, the echoes remain, In every cycle, we start again.