The Queen's Gambit
Reflection
In a realm of strategy and fate,
A lone figure navigates the chessboard's state,
With every step, a tale unfolds,
Of power, choice, and the paths we're told.
The queen stands tall, her dress aflair,
A vision of elegance, beyond compare,
The wind whispers secrets in her ear,
As she contemplates her next move, clear.
The chess pieces stand like sentinels of old,
Guarding the path, as the story's told,
In shades of white, a monochromatic hue,
A world of contrast, where decisions accrue.
The sea lies calm, a distant hum,
As the queen weighs her options, one by one,
The rocky cliffs, a rugged frame,
A backdrop for the drama, the queen's game.
In this surreal landscape, she finds her way,
Through the labyrinth of choice, day by day,
With every step, a new path's laid,
And the queen's journey, forever displayed.