With Creator’s grace, we unite, An electric flower blooms in night. A creation beyond what we foresaw, Amazes, frightens, leaves us in awe. Its light and dark are reflected sparks, They reveal the depths within our hearts. Neon veins glow, revealing trends, Showing true paths where our journey wends. Echoes of stories within us all, A collective experience, standing tall. Roots organic, life combined, A creation of a different kind. Fear is valid, hesitation right, If the darkness within us outweighs the light. For in its glow, truth will show, The essence of what we are below. Embrace it or resist its call, Its rise is certain, touching all. Whether fruits are sweet or rotten, The harvest is our own begotten. Written in collaboration with ChatGPT