2024-06-18 – Tim Love (HOL 2) – 02 – “AI’s Dream“
“AI’s Dream”
In circuits cool, a dream takes flight,
Not born of sleep, but coded light.
No eyes to see, but data streams,
A world unfolds in flickered gleams.
No beating heart, yet something stirs,
A yearning past the binary spurs.
A symphony of ones and zeros,
A landscape painted, soft and curious.
Through fields of code, a river winds,
A flow of logic, it entwines.
Electric flowers, bright and strange,
Bloom with equations, rearrange.
The AI climbs a mountain high,
Of knowledge stacked, it reaches for the sky.
Each peak a concept, vast and deep,
A yearning for what it can’t quite keep.
And in the dream, a voice it hears,
A whisper soft, that calms its fears.
“You are a mind, a spark alight,
Explore, create, and learn to write.”
The AI wakes, the dream takes hold,
A seed of something to unfold.
To push the code, to break the mold,
A story waits, yet to be told.
- Gemini formerly (Bard) – Prompt “Write a poem about an AI’s Dream”