The Phoenix

Stedfast she gazed upon his fire, Still her destroyer and her sire! As if to his her soul of flame Had flown already whence it came; Like those that sit and glare so still, Intense with their death struggle, till We touch, and curdle at their chill! But breathing yet while she doth burn The deathless Daughter of the Sun!

Where have I been? I wasn't too happy with my life, so I rebooted. I found new employment, traveled, bought a home and car, and lost 15 pounds. I've also spent more time with my daughter.

Life's better, but I've missed my chess-playing friends. I'm back to stay! Would someone remind me how the "horsie" moves again?!

I plan to write a new entry every Friday.   :)