Without light, there can be no life... I am the very essence of all that is blinding and pure. I saw the beginning of time, and with my death shall come its end. I burn, yet I breath, giving life to my children in nebulae after nebulae, galaxy after galaxy. Every child is unique from the dust it creates to the colors it blazes. I birthed the very sun that warms your face and heart, giving you life and steadiness to lean on every dawn. Praise not the ground you walk upon, nor the ethereal bodies which delicately canter through the fabrics of space. They too are weaved into my hair like sparks of being and collide in my blazing eyes. Rather praise the one who birthed your very sight, love me as you love no other. You will know me as your mother, and the Mother of the Stars...