The thread that connects
Is now the beauty our house begets
The chance to enable
Is now for each of us dutiful
Anja Melander, she who makes us better
The web we weave
Need not be tangled
For you, Anja, grow our gardens
Lush and magical

There is speed in the technological
But shouldn’t it to all
Be accessible?
Danny Spitzberg stands tall
To help every woman and man
Join the accelerating caravan
Don’t empower the few
By being a consumer
Be the owner, each of you
Be more than a user

When your house is in order
And your labor has reached its pinnacle
Work to insure against disaster
Policy and technology aren’t free from debacle
Konstantinos Karachalios, for all you’ve engineered,
The wise man you are reflects, is sincere
And looks deeply in the mirror

Sometimes the sight
Is of the humanity too many lack
When brutality is reality
Move forward, don’t look back
Act on the opportunity
To effect change in policy
So through you, Ebele Okobi
We may share your vision of inclusivity

If you must know
I’m filled with curiosity
Says Massimo Portincaso
The piano and the staccato I see
Though both sides of my brain have room to grow
I like art, I like science
I like when the two of them dance

If we are doing the right thing
After this week we must know
That we should be abiding
By a moonshadow
Moon Ribas
Won’t you please lift us?
Because there’s trouble brewing below
We’ve let our culture
Upset Mother Nature
And now we’ve no place left to go
Many are scared
So help more be prepared
The beauty of your bravery
Is that you dare, bodily, boldly
As you dance with danger
And feel that tremor

Fashion is for the masses
Style is for the individual
But, as Pauline Brown doth tell,
the message of an aesthetic
Should be read by all people
The voice of your appearance
Isn’t a matter of luxury
It’s your elegance, your maturity
That you display
And that we see

A school of one’s own
Says Emily Church
Means only some will have grown
It’s not enough
To further development and research
With so many children left alone
Education for all
Is the key, you see
To the wonder of the world
And the joy of a global family

Yes, it’s joyous to have risen above
Thanks to you, Yichen Feng
And to those you love
For them and all to join the movement
Education needs capital improvement
If you don’t help others step up,
You who are well to do,
You haven’t done a damn thing

There’s nothing to see
If you don’t see the similarities
Between you and me
Mathieu Lefevre knows
That without common ground
That distance is long
And the blindness is deep
A little light can lead the way
Don’t be prejudiced, be strong
And take that faithful leap

When a loved one has left
Goodbye is only bodily
The need to be bereft
Is greater when it’s family
Dipthi Mehta, with gifts
Scientific, artistic, and of curiosity
Embolden a singular beauty
Your voice, holistic, altruistic,
Speaking it is your responsibility

Yet so many are forced to silence
What course have they,
Hannah Rose Thomas,
if they lack resilience?
All that glitters isn’t gold
If the stories of the fleeing
Become fleeting
Because they aren’t told
Hannah gives them artistic justice

Physics and ethics can be quite the conundrum
Further complicated when made quantum
Alissa Wilms runs through circuits
And comes through tales
To give science and technology equilibrium

Addressing numbers and painting figures
Hannah and Alissa see as a start
Answering questions of art, science, and progress
To speak to what resounds in the heart

To love one’s heart
To be comfortable in one’s own skin
The strength of Adah Parris
Cyborg shaman
Free yourself!
Let go and be your best self
Ignore the establishment
And celebrate the within

Look both ways
Before you cross
Your own conscience
Man’s landscape is getting lost
If not for Itai Palti’s movement
Build for your environment
Each open door
Betrays a new way to say
Architecture is frozen intent

In the view to the abyss
Things lose their form
In love, Aditi Khorana
Your form stands firm
Write your love on the page
Because we change with age
And your beauty
Will remain timeless

The times are a-changing
All of us can see
The lines between man and machine
Are blurring, Mark Sagar, quickly
For whom will the bell toll
If we surrender our souls
To what you intend to be an echo
An accessory
Writers and critics will come
With pens their prophecies
But we know that in your heart
Your first love is humanity

Planet earth is still blue
And we have so very much to do
Three
Nahum can see
Both illusion and reality
Two
The big, bright, beautiful world out there
Starts with the one in here
One
Is the number of planets in which we are guests
The warmth of other suns beckons
And space sends us its beacon
With what a wonderful world we’ve been blessed

Liftoff
Care for her
And for one another
And in a beautiful light we can rest