Magdalena My Muse: Magdalena is Done

Magdalena is Done

On the chequered floor where shadows play,
Magdalena lies in quiet disarray.
Her polka-dotted dress, a monochrome song,
Whispers of battles fought too long.
The tiles reflect her muted grace,
A still rebellion etched on her face.
In this tableau of stark design,
Her surrender feels like a final sign.