Thou Royal Deific Holy One...Ever Thy Power exudng...Ushering, cascading, through creation. Melting, fusing, elemental stones of fire...Pemeating, pervading with phontic gradeur. Why this, Thy primal abiogenesis? Why this Thy stellar climax? Orbs Thou fling in circuitous splendor...Always breathing ...breeding Thy Cosmic children. Always inhaling...absorbing Thy spectral display. Yes, life and death are at Thy command! But why this, Thou Royal Deific Holy One?