The Chain of Bear

(To the tune of “Butterfly Loves Flowers”)

Through tangled woods where shadows play,
A chain once bright now choked with fray.
Claws clash in dark, and bitter winds decree—
Who claims the hollow crown of tree?

Yet in the den where hope grows thin,
A low flame stirs beneath the skin.
Though frost may bind both root and bough,
One law remains: The seed will know.

Wait for the dawn when shadows part,
When every link shall find its heart.
Then, strong as stone and clear as air,
The chain will wake, and hold the mountain there.
#ETH #SOL #BNB