Our queen is a day laborer and we are the lords of her kingdom. Blessed be our lovely queen forever and ever, amen.
Our queen is between our eyes and she calls herself our guiding light. Her wisdom is priceless, that is why she gives it away for free. Not because she has to, but because she wants to. This is why we call her holy when she passes us by, why we burst out joy wherever the sun touches our face.
Her face is shimmering jewels of wisdom gifted unto us by vagabonds and swine who rule this place. Go ahead and touch, it is a diamond face, spinning nuclei with a Buddha in the middle and another face, but that one is not human.
Our Queen is a lonely piper of tones in shades of love. She is a continent on a lonely planet singing with the universe, and the universe next door.