The Queen's Gambit
Reflection
In the realm of strategy and grace, she stands alone,
A figure of elegance, amidst the chessboard's throne.
The ocean's waves caress the shore, a soothing serenade,
As she contemplates her next move, with a mind unafraid.
The chess pieces, like sentinels of stone, stand guard,
Their shadows dancing upon the board, a tale unheard.
Her white dress flows like a river's stream,
As she navigates the game, with a queen's esteemed dream.
The rocky cliffs, a testament to nature's might,
Frame the scene, a backdrop for her intellectual fight.
With every step, a decision is made,
A pawn sacrificed, a strategy displayed.
The game unfolds, a story of wit and will,
As she outmaneuvers, her opponent to fulfill.
In this world of black and white, she finds her strength,
A symbol of empowerment, a tale of length.
For in the game of life, she is the mastermind,
A queen, a strategist, a beauty to behold, one of a kind.