The bonds and shackles, forged in mind,Maya’s grip, cold and blind.But even steel begins to shake,When hearts in love begin to wake. No sword, no scream, no earthly flame —Just quiet focus on His Name.A whisper sweet, repeated true,Can tear the veil and pull you through. Not by fear, nor fight, nor fame,But by the Love of …
I dance with Maya, step for step,She spins her web, I never slept.Her jewels flash, her perfumes rise,But I see truth behind her eyes. She moves like queens across the board,But I respond with silent sword.One move ahead, I shift, I breathe —Her game is strong, but I don’t grieve. I smile as veils fall …