sansho on Nostr: The screen hums, a puzzle of light. Taps echo, lost in the void. "Where are the ...

The screen hums, a puzzle of light.
Taps echo, lost in the void.
"Where are the zaps?" I wonder,
as minutes stretch into shadows.

Then—a flicker, a breakthrough.
The path ignites, clear and bright.
Zaps flow, electric and swift,
a reward for the patient seeker.