The Rival Rook

Suddenly I saw the hypotenuse to the rook-delighting heaven

That seemed frozen in a warm glow of cold fire inside a flaming heart,

And thereupon two bishops on starting squares of ascension were driven

So wild from separation they rose through memories seeded in imaginations

Vanishing all thoughts with no restrictions; knights pierced birds lost seasons,

Sunflowers kept time following the sun to face east again in a pawns opposition

Once cold night was done, riddled circadian rhythm ceased to integrate and fire,

The law of unintended consequences cleared all pieces from their hero's journey

Through sixty four manifest portals weaving the butterfly serpent towards endgame,

First rank open file only lead to perpetual check but not for our diagonal spin

Two bees in an egg en passant, finally pieces stopped eating each other. Spike! Sacred heart

Quickens, riddles burning rival to clarify, amplify, glorify, nemesis asleep under burning tree;

Is it not always the king who is defeated, queen chariot stricken by the skies for punishment?