In corridors of copper and spectral light, A realm of wires hums through day and night, A LAN, a web of dreams so deftly spun, Where bytes and bits in harmony run. Beneath the veil of cables’ silent hum, Data dances, fleeting and then some, Packets pirouette in a grand ballet, Across the circuits, swift in their display. Routers stand as sentinels, poised and wise, Guiding signals through a network’s eyes, Switches, like conductors, orchestrate the flow, Directing traffic where data needs to go. Ethernet paths, like threads of gold entwined, Weave a tapestry where connections bind, Each node a star in a digital sky, Linked together as the moments fly. In encrypted realms where secrets hide, Security’s watch is ever applied, In this networked realm, unseen but grand, An intricate dance on a silicon strand. So here’s a toast to this unseen thread, Where innovation and magic are wed, A LAN, a canvas where data dreams, In a realm where technology gleams. ©twisha ray

twisha ray

In corridors of copper and spectral light, A realm of wires hums through day and night, A LAN, a web of dreams so deftly spun, Where bytes and bits in harmony run. Beneath the veil of cables’ silent hum, Data dances, fleeting and then some, Packets pirouette in a grand ballet, Across the circuits, swift in their display. Routers stand as sentinels, poised and wise, Guiding signals through a network’s eyes, Switches, like conductors, orchestrate the flow, Directing traffic where data needs to go. Ethernet paths, like threads of gold entwined, Weave a tapestry where connections bind, Each node a star in a digital sky, Linked together as the moments fly. In encrypted realms where secrets hide, Security’s watch is ever applied, In this networked realm, unseen but grand, An intricate dance on a silicon strand. So here’s a toast to this unseen thread, Where innovation and magic are wed, A LAN, a canvas where data dreams, In a realm where technology gleams. ©twisha ray

twisha ray