Once upon a time, by the sea far away from here, In a castle made by crystal, there lived a lady With Diamond Eyes and a Glass Heart as pure As the chaste high Moon on a wintry night sky, As delicate as the dewdrops on the leaves of Flowers in the meadow where nymphs of Dainty beauty danced with gods of winds. The lady in the crystal castle heard the merriment Of the nymphs and the winds in frivolous levity That grew loud and grew louder as the winds Blew hard and blew harder as their fiery gaiety Reached the demise of the frivolity finally as The great waves outside the castle were lulled away, Becoming a sweet lullaby of tidal waves peaceful ever, Caressing her spirit inviolate, her soul incorruptible ever. Alone, all alone – was she lonely? Not ever! Never! For she had two ravens named Thought and Sense That sat on her shoulders and told her of the tales of Day and Night, of Heroes and Gods, of Spirits and Sibyls, And then flew away when their mistress fell into slumber To deliver her message of her Thought and Sense Urbi et Orbi That she spurned the frivolities of the world in the guise of Romance, Reason, and Reality – the Virtual Vagaries as ever, In the crystal castle enameled with her mystic solitude as ever.