SCREENS AND SILENCE

The fire's glow, a whispered tale, now flickers on a plastic veil. A hand that held, now swipes and taps, lost in digital, coded traps.

The rustling leaves, a gentle breeze, are drowned by tiny, buzzing pleas. A shared glance, a knowing smile, replaced by pixels, mile on mile.

The scent of rain, the earth's soft sigh, unheard beneath a digital sky. We chase the fleeting, virtual grace, and lose the real, in time and space.