In the Kingdom of Heaven
there wasn’t any King.
Everything was done without King.
Because every believer Knew the truth.
It was now  a non ordinary  love.
In the center of enemies
the faith had to survive.
No matter the importance of the obstacles.
It was a mission
and it became the mission.
One thousand years later.
The unity of strategy in faith.
No society could understand that.
Without King, a chessboard is only a board.
But this situation was known.
At least from the Master.
Tsumeshogi.
Beyond the stones, the army.
Beyond the edges, the death.
They have to survive
because if they could do here
they would do it everywhere.
And the Kingdom became
a piece of Heaven.