With a tear falling, from her eye, down her cheek, she whispered: Since the beginning, I give my light to plants, animals, and most humanity but none of them ever thanked who created me, for me.

They never appreciated me. never even thought of me.  After they got what they needed from me, they went on with their lives, each in a direction, while walking under my shade, and not acknowledging me.

They all thought of the light that I give to them, because they needed that light to survive, to be alive.

Little did they know that I was giving them life. My life. I was burning my self to death, just to give them their life, to live, and be alive.

It was only you who thought of me, acknowledged me, felt me, empathized with me, appreciated me, thanked He who created me for my presence, prayed to He who created me to preserve me.

But don’t let my words make you lose your focus, on why you’re here;

My light will give you life, but if you dwell under my light, or come near me, you will die.
God created me, and I know my worth. He did not exclude my light for you, there are others who need my light to live too.

Although I am the only Sun you see, your only source of light, I must give my light to all plants, animals, and the rest of humanity.

She: So, although in a sense, you belong to me, and I appreciate you, I belong to all plants, animals, and humanity, Do you think you can accept that?.

Me: Overwhelmed, humiliated, humbled, broken, shocked, put in check, set in place, with out any hesitation, Dominated, and with full confidence, I screamed lightly, gently, I accept. I accept. “I belong to you, and only you.
You, to all that exists”.

She: Sigh!