May 4th with the Owl

On a branch in the blockchain forest, quiet and shrewd,
A Bitcoiner Owl in a Jedi robe, not to be misconstrued.
With a holo-screen glowing and coins in a stash,
He trades through the cosmos with a swift, silent flash.

"May the Fourth," he whispers, with a wise, knowing nod,
A guardian of peace, with the Force as his rod.
In the digital realm, where the crypto coins soar,
He's the owl-shaped Jedi, the legend, the lore.

With his lightsaber charged by the moon's silver glow,
He celebrates Star Wars, with a hoot soft and low.
For the force is strong with this feathered knight,
On May the Fourth, in the starry night.