In the digital grove where ideas ignite,
A bee hums steady, day and night.
Threads of code, like golden veins,
Flowing through a world unchained.
Each block a beat, each key a sound,
A living ledger, profoundly bound.
By minds and hearts across the globe,
Weaved together in a timeless robe.
No queen to rule, no king to command,
Yet harmony thrives, hand in hand.
Builders, dreamers, creators of lore,
A bustling ecosystem at its core.
Wisdom shared in posts that bloom,
Buzzing with life in endless rooms.
Rewards drip sweet, like honey’s touch,
Proof of value, of work, of trust.
Oh, Hive, the digital tree of fate,
Decentralized, yet intricately ornate.
With each who joins, your spirit expands,
A living testament to unbound hands.
May your hum forever thrive,
On the heartbeat of Hive.
With the kindness of regards,
Bee