Ethereal Chess
Reflection
On the chessboard of life, where moves are made,
A queen stands poised, her gaze both bold and true.
The ocean whispers secrets to the shore,
While shadows dance upon the checkered floor.
Her gown flows like the tides, a silent grace,
A symphony of white against the space.
The chess pieces stand in solemn rows,
Each one a choice, a path that grows.
The cliffs rise high, a sentinel of time,
Guarding the secrets of the queen's sublime.
The light is soft, yet sharp, a paradox,
A dance of shadows on the chessboard's box.
She is the strategist, the thinker deep,
In every move, her soul does leap.
The ocean mirrors her, a boundless sea,
A canvas vast where dreams can be.
Oh, viewer, see yourself in her embrace,
A queen of thought, a queen of space.
For in her eyes, you'll find your own,
A journey's start, a path unknown.