The mind plays games with which the player
is unacquainted.

Its rules are hidden and to be divined
embracing courage,

for the player to take a nescient move.

***

And with each move

to stumble and fall, reluctantly its skin
with scars adorn;

on chaste canvas brush with blood
the map of a unique code,

the silent dos and don’ts;

artfully depicting the crafts of cause
and effects imbuing the player

at times with gleeful delight at others
with pain and remorse.

For the life of the player resides

solely in its mind and not to the outworld
but the inner should it devote

the time granted to its existence
to seek, unveil, and learn

what beneath the scars and within,

it always knew.

[Featured illustration: Exploding mind by Creative Studios]