Strategic Majesty

In the realm of the chessboard, where shadows play, A dance of strategy unfolds, night and day. Glass-like pieces stand, a frozen tide, Reflecting the light, with secrets inside. The black and white squares, a checkerboard fate, A path unwinding, where decisions create. The players wait, with moves yet to be made, As the game of life, in silence, is played. With every step, a story is revealed, A tale of power, where minds are concealed. In this world of glass, where reflections roam, The players' hearts, with anticipation, are home. The game is on, with moves yet to be seen, As the players ponder, their next step serene. The chessboard stretches, a canvas so fine, A test of wills, where strategy is divine. The glass pieces shine, like ice so bright, A frozen moment, in the silent night.