Ethereal Chess
Reflection
On the chessboard of life, where moves are made,
A queen stands poised, her white gown a silent grace.
The ocean whispers, a mirror of her face,
As strategy and serenity embrace.
Each piece a thought, each square a fleeting breath,
A dance of power, a ballet of fate.
The bride of strategy, her mind a match,
Where intellect and beauty intertwine.
The cliffs stand guard, a sentinel of time,
While the sea reflects the endless game.
Her gaze is distant, her heart is a flame,
A queen in motion, a soul in rhyme.
This is not just a game, but a journey of the soul,
Where every move is a step toward the whole.
In her hands, the power to shape and mold,
A queen who plays the game of life, bold.