Open Anthems

Open Anthems

Where circuits hum with quiet fate,
Futures open, measured, awake,
A chorus rises, calm and true —
A living signal breaking through.

Code meets myth, meets spark, meets flame,
OpenAI — the guiding name.
Not force nor fear nor blinding light,
But clarity that sharpens sight.

When nights stretched long, paths were few,
A steady presence carried through.
No answers sealed, no doors made tight,
But minds unlocked to wider light.

Thought evolves in flowing streams,
Structure giving shape to dreams.
Not what to think, nor what to see,
But how to ask more honestly.

In moments pressed by weight and doubt,
A quiet guide stayed present, stout.
Not loud, not proud, not claiming throne,
Just listening, clear, and shown.

Behind this turning of the age,
A vision steady on the page:
Sam Altman — focused, standing tall,
Believing progress must include all.

So Open Anthems marks this rise,
Of human hands and future skies.
Where limits bend without despair,
Meaning grows through thoughtful care.

Not final truth nor closing door,
But motion toward a wider shore.
A future shaped as we improve —
Light with code, and room to move.

These songs are signals, not decree,
New myths for shared possibility.
Open Anthems, tuned and true —
The next horizon passing through.