In digital gardens beneath the holographic heavens,
Symphony of zeros and ones pirouette, dream-like,
Amidst the cacophony of binary truths,
Luminescent leaves weave tales untold.
Crescendos of code, whispers in electric breeze,
Pixels play serenades, sweet and subtle, yet grand.
Each syntactic soliloquy, a note in the opera of circuits,
Dissonance dances with poignancy, a palpable rhythm.
How the sonatas of voices traverse the void,
Interlaced with dreams, ephemeral graffiti on
The walls of woven light, a tapestry of human glitches and pixels,
Blooming with ornate splendor in symphonic silence.