“It is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire.”
— Jorge Luis Borges

 

To be consumed by my own nature
and to design my own fête
A complicated game
made more complex
by inner fire burning
and the hues therein
Still I play on
making my moves with abandon
I work towards the endgame
while forgetting it exists
A king will be tipped
and the movement waylaid
but who’s hand shall do the tipping?
Still there is grace
while the queen is in play
I study my changing reflection
and it is now my move.
— G A Rosenberg

 

Blessings, G

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