There is a magnificence
that cannot be put into words.
This magnificence transcends royalty
and is beyond good and evil.
It is beyond divinity.
This magnificence is the lover
of all things beautiful and ugly.
You and I will never understand
this magnificence.
We are but passing thoughts,
brief flashes
of a semblance of an idea
inside of this magnificence.
It is without beginning.
It is without end.
It is without.
It is with.
It is.