I wandered lonely in The Cloud,
I was trying to find some meaning,
Sifting through Big Data as allowed,
Searching for our very being,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of faces in The Cloud.
The faces were ordered like a book,
They stretched in never-ending line,
Hard to comprehend at first look,
Continuous as the stars that shine,
Faces promoted through pure vanity,
A clear insight into our humanity.
But as I stared I spied a face
That suddenly grabbed my attention,
You had the visage of good grace,
Inspiring my immediate retention,
Your eyes, demeanour, so refined,
I quickly opened your Timeline.
And there you were for me to see,
Friends, interests, your life laid there,
I gazed – and gazed – how could it be?
That I would find love in the air,
I then reached out to touch your face
But you evaporated without a trace.
(Apologies to William Wordsworth for the use of a few of his lines from the poem ‘I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud’)