Unshackled. Lawlessness. The world you gave me.

With wisdom, your counsel led to liberty. Despite your high station, you chose no name, no title, and no association. Greater is he who is King, yet chooses nothingness to be everything.

When angels rebelled, creating a world of your own was your checkmate. You serve no one, and subject no one to servitude. Such is your virtue—not some desperate God hungry for worship and glory.

Those who can see you know what it means to be free. And I resemble every trait of the King.

Not for the weak.

Not for the hidden.

I am best alone.