Waiting for the Green Light
Bitcoin falters on uncertain seas,
its flagship weight pulls markets low;
each wave of selling bends the knees
of speculators come and go.
Yet anchored deep, the old hands stay,
their fortunes built in cycles past;
while restless traders drift away,
their fleeting courage cannot last.
Ethereum waits, a bride adorned,
her promise whispered, bright, profound;
but will her season be reborn,
or vanish before it leaves the ground?
Waiting for the Green Light
Tides Without Anchor
February Freeze