A shrewd man
invented chess
The king of the realm was so pleased
He took the inventor aside
Told him could ask for his own reward.
And the inventor of chess
Being a clever man
Asks for one
simple thing.
As his reward, the inventor ask for
A single grain of rice
To be placed on the first square.
Then on the next square he wanted that to be doubled.
And then doubled again on the next
And so on.
By the last row the mountains of rice are taller and
taller.
Everestine piles of rice. Numbers beyond
Comprehension.
Now this story of the shrewd inventor is often told
To show the powers of exponential increase
Something our linear minds have trouble with.
But here, it stands as metaphor,
Repurposed to show my ever growing love
For you.
Where are we on the chessboard though?
It feels just like the beginning.