North Carolina, US
The very stars would, where you walk
Cast down their shining glow to rest
Upon the rippling stands of light
That crown your head in gentle sight.
Though brighter still, the sun would dim
To burn as life that lights your eyes
To kiss the curving, scarlet gleam
With a smile white as peppermint.
The wind would hurry to your call
To match your every, graceful step
And sing through leaves to whisper all
Its loving carols in your ear.
The life that burns beneath your skin
The love that wreaths about your heart
The beauty that upon you sleeps
Could shame the brightest, starry sky.
And as each player moves their piece, confident and tall
They forget that they can move themselves, in the greatest game of all