bobdubbloon

Liquidity: The River of the Coin

10:07:01 25 Jul, 2026

A token is a little boat, A promise carved from code. But boats are only useful Where living waters flowed. A thousand boats on desert sand Will never cross the plain. They need a river deep enough To carry every name. Liquidity's that flowing stream, The water under trade. It lets a buyer find a seller, A bargain swiftly made. When many hands bring water there, The current gathers strength. A single cup is quickly drained; A river runs at length. Too little water, every oar Disturbs the mirrored face. A tiny trade can raise a wave That shifts the market's place. But where the channel broadens wide, Great vessels pass with ease. The price bends only gently there, Like grasses in the breeze. So treasure is not coin alone, Nor numbers on a screen. Its strength is in the moving stream That keeps the market clean. For wealth that cannot freely flow Is wealth that's locked away. A river earns its living By giving water every day.