Observation and Freewrite

I can't tear my eyes
away from the machine
as it drives and rolls
steadily through my dreams.

This materialization
of intelligent, high design
has also caught my fascinations,
not only my eyes.

I wonder if I could
ever truly understand
its purpose here
so close to my hands.

As I reach out to touch
this beautiful work of art
I find with heavy heart
that it's just a step too far.

I envy, in a way,
this wondrous, luminous thing,
that perhaps is only meant to be
a free-moving being.

Even more so, I wonder
if maybe that's all we are,
machines with both
wisdom of the head
and wisdom of the heart.

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