The Queen's Gambit
Reflection
In a realm of strategy and fate,
A woman stands, a queen of state,
Her dress flows like the waves below,
As she contemplates her next move to know.
The chessboard stretches, a canvas wide,
Pieces aligned, her future to abide,
The sea breeze whispers secrets in her ear,
Of triumphs and defeats, of joy and fear.
With every glance, a story's spun,
Of power and grace, of battles won,
Her eyes, a window to her soul,
Reflect the weight of her role.
In this game of life, she's the key,
A pawn, a queen, or destiny?
The choice is hers, the path is clear,
To rise above, or to persevere.
With each step forward, she claims her ground,
And in the silence, her strength is found.