Circuits of Juniper

The ghost of a cedar root fractures the silicon plains, where static hums like bees trapped in a glass cathedral.

We map the scent of rain in binary shadows, trailing our fingers over the cool, unyielding edge of a byte.

A pixelated thrush sings into the hollow of a folder, its voice a serrated pulse echoing through the architecture of forgetting.

Here, the juniper berries are sapphire sparks, clinging to the motherboard’s spine, braiding the wild green thought into the machine's long, electric dream.