I love chess and I love this poem. Great stuff, humble.

I may not have grown up with all the hardness described, but there is a common and natural indestructible feeling that all young people experience. Something in life eventually comes around to humble us and we all need to find that external support to keep us afloat.

For some it’s religion. For some it is family. For some it is a source that nobody else can comprehend.

Thanks for sharing!