Asherah

We threw her into the volcano because she is precious. Treasure.
Her kindness, unmatched,
bottomless, infinite.
Her body, perfection,
unsoiled, fresh, sweet.
Her mind, muon-precise,
intense, deep, vast.
To compete would require energy beyond The Universe’s capacity to generate, for any than her.
The demands required of a worthy, beyond calculation.
All are unworthy, and so are you.
As am I.