The Cosmos and Her Children

The Tale of Mother Sky

Before her there was nothing. And then she came into being. She was alone though, in this black nothing where she had spawned. She didn't mind. She knew nothing but lonesomeness. It was peaceful, and she thought it good.

After eons of nothing, she grew tired of her own company. It was simple at first, her creation, scraped clumsily together from pieces of her black environment. She placed it above her head, her simple nebula. And though it was never recorded or known to anyone but her, she considered it the first of her children. She was pleased with this nebula and the way it shifted and waned. It was good. And then again she was content with her company as she had been once before. And she curled around her creation and slept.

She slept for a hundred years. When she awoke again, she felt her companionship lacking once more. From her still dark void, she drew matter into herself and she bore herself two children. She smiled as her two children joined her in her dark world. They were different but so very beautiful.

They were enough for then and would stay enough for several eons. But eventually, as before, she grew again tired of that plane. She was complacent in her tiredness though, and she watched her children prosper. And prosper they did. She felt herself grow detached from them, from her lovely children.

She set out once again to create life from her blackened existence, and this now bore herself one last child. This child, she left to the two before. They care for her and stood sentry to her growth. They understood their mother's sudden absence, and they cared for her no less than they had before. They told their story of their lovely mother sky to their younger sibling, and she grew to love her mother just as the two others did.

She wrapped herself around her children then and allowed her form to slip away. She became then the cosmos. Stars bloomed from her freckles, and planets from the rest. Her children then came to call her Cos. She slept in her dismantled form even though she knew, should they call, she would walk among her children again.

And she did, though it wouldn't be for eons to come.