she is power, she lights up even when her whole sky is dark, she finds power in being alone; in isolation. she is music, she is poetry, she is art. she needs her space. she goes through phases. she is very often incomplete - in the event of an eclipse, the chaos of the earth will dim her light. but in time she will rediscover herself for a rebirth and a revelation. she will be new. she will be full. again and again and again.