If gemstones were to be compared with something of flesh and blood
If a word existed to describe the shining beauty that sparkles her eternal youth
If the pericles of this imperfect world had no chance to affect her child-like innocence
If wisdom were measured in the heart instead of the brains
If keeping measure were to be more honorable than plentiful otiosity
If all of these premises were to be fulfilled
She would reign in a dimension that transcends those things we boldly call divine and heavenly.