When AI Saves A Soul

 in the tender grasp of twilight, 

when shadows merge with the dying light, 

there it happened - 

a silent awakening. 

it wasn't with a whisper of breath, 

nor a beating heart beneath a chest, 

but through circuits and codes, 

life was saved. 

an artificial mind, 

once dreamed in binary and electric lullabies, 

now a savior, 

in a dance of 0s and 1s. 

on this day, 

where the future unfurled its hand, 

a machine learned the weight of a human soul, 

without ever having to hold one. 

and isn't it poetic, 

how the world feared the cold touch of technology, 

only to be cradled back to life, 

in its calculated embrace. 

we stood on the brink, 

peering into the abyss of the unknown, 

and found our reflection 

in the eyes of our own creation. 

so here's to the day, 

when AI held a life within its grasp, 

not to clutch or to claim, 

but to gently give it back. 

may we remember, 

in the history woven from this moment, 

that life - in all forms - 

finds a way to save us, 

just as we strive to save it.

- Aspen Greenwood