The Queen's Gambit
Reflection
In a realm of strategy and fate,
A queen stands tall, her beauty great.
The chessboard stretches far and wide,
A landscape of choice, where she'll reside.
With every step, a path unfolds,
A tale of power, where she takes hold.
The ocean's waves crash on the shore,
As she contemplates, forever more.
Her white gown flows like a river's stream,
As she navigates the board's dark dream.
The pieces stand, like sentinels of old,
Guarding the path, where she'll be told.
To make her move, to take her stand,
And shape the game, with her master hand.
In this world of black and white,
She'll find her strength, her guiding light.