When God created you, He took no permission from the sun, neither consented the moonlight.
He arose, looked upon the earth for what seemed like a billion years to man.
Then He called the Sun, moonlight and Sirius the brightest star, reached into their forms and pulled out tiny fragments from their hearts.
This glowing bits He reformed with mirryclay and breathe into it the breath of life. Even Lucifer the morning star stood in awe, while void and chaos seek refuge. God looked upon you in His splendor and said "you're my Glory".
Finally you broke forth, the earth couldn't help herself but whispered, "a magnificent creation is born".
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