'First Heart,' God said, 'do not forget
I am at least a thousand times
Raised to that power a thousand times
Stronger than you, and your companion gods.
What I have said will be, will be,
Whether you know of it, or whether not.
Sit down. Sit still. Ad no more mouth.
Or I will kick the breath out of your bones.'
And Hera did as she was told.
It was so quiet in Heaven that you could hear
The north wind pluck a chicken in Australia.
Christopher Logue, Kings in Logue's Homer: War Music, Faber & Faber, 2001