The Currency of Promise

In cryptic circuits where bright ledgers lie,

We forge our faith in silent, coded hands;

Not gold nor coin that glimmers to the eye,

But bonds of trust across digital lands.

No marble vault nor sovereign seal holds sway,

But relationships — agreements unconfined;

Abstract contracts woven day by day,

Their proof embedded deep in coded mind .

A stable coin drifts on currents unseen,

A neutral stream yet brimming with intent;

It courses through the world’s vast in-between,

An enabler of flow, yet still unspent .

We build not silos but a watchful net,

A lattice firm where trust can grow and breathe;

Each node a promise, every link beget

A proof‐to‐proof, a sign we can believe .

So let us lay foundations for the dawn,

Where digital trust becomes our common right;

And in this new economy reborn,

We find our faith, our currency of light.