In the canvas of the code, where math takes its abode,
Bezier Mysteries unfold, in lines of black and cold.
Curves loop without an end, in patterns they descend,
In algorithm's tender care, they dance in digital air.

Pixels form in grainy haze, a monochrome, contrasting maze,
"X" and "Y" converse, whispering the universe.
Blockchain guards their tale, a digital Holy Grail,
A cryptic map, no jest, to put your mind to test.

A dance of logic, free, in quiet symmetry,
This enigma on display, is more than eyes can say.
From chaos, beauty springs, in algorithmic strings,
Bezier Mysteries, to you, their secret sing.


Poem written in collaboration with ChatGPT