Even tied down with chains
and covered in a pile of the worst gunk imaginable,
a goddess will always remain a goddess.
For boxes and age will never tarnish the core of who she is,
divinely perfect in her inherent state
she is beyond the structure of words, time and society.
She is like the rivers that flow in the earth,
rising springs and rain from above.
You can bottle the product
but you have no way
to manifest the source without her.