(3) Chess Poem by Luis Gil de la Puente
(3) Chess
It is not only your ego at stake.
This game is a metaphor for truth,
no habits, no fear.
Talent has many ways,
but few are the clean paths to beauty.
Do not underestimate scars.
Losing games you start losing life.
This world will not be new forever,
and a taste of truth may carry disillusion.
Overcome it and that´s victory.
I have learned that with realisation (of Truth) one learns that all is an illusion. Anything that has a beginning and an end or depends on an origin or source can not be real. Only that which does not begin and end is real and that is Truth.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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5/24/2024 11:42:36 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Thanks for your insight. A lot to think about in so short a piece. Some of these have me thinking: 'a metaphor for truth, few are the clean paths to beauty. Do not underestimate scars. Losing games you start losing life. This world will not be new forever, ' This one is especially meaningful. 'and a taste of truth may carry disillusion.'