Written by: An Alternative

She gave birth to a Universe. She was big. She got banged. She gave birth to a Universe.

Her home was in no village, no town, no city. Her home was a house. A simple abode where God visited, a home God built before there was light, before there was the word.

In a mind where a brain does not matter nor does the consciousness dream, she lived. She very much embraced the life of a world where all roads travel.’

God spoke from her lips. She cried in joy hearing the sound of music from eternity. She felt no hunger.

So many children lead to so many galaxies, so many planets, so many civilizations.

In the meaning of what it is, she never grew old; living forever as she swept death under the rug.