Another poem on Eth

In realms of code, a new sun gleams, Ethereum, a digital stream. Not forged in fire, nor mined from deep, A blockchain's song, where secrets sleep.

With clever contracts, self-made law, Decentralized dreams, without a flaw. Smart tokens dance, a vibrant hum, NFTs take flight, on wings of come.

The coin of Ether, a flickering flame, A promise of freedom, whispered name. Hope for artists, a canvas bright, Owning their work, in digital light.

But whispers rise, of market's sway, Volatility's bite, each passing day. Bubbles may burst, fortunes may flee, A digital gamble, wild and free.

Yet still it burns, a hopeful spark, A revolution's flame, leaving its mark. The future beckons, veiled in mist, Will Ethereum rise? Only time will insist.