O My beloveds, you are the song in My heart. I sing My praises to you. By your existence on Earth, you uphold the Earth. It is you who revolves the world around the Sun. It is you who makes it possible for the Sun to shed its light on the world. You create and recreate the world in every moment. You spin the tales and you weave the cloth that tie the Universe together. You have a spinning wheel and a loom, and you are a maker and teller of tales. You weave them in and out. All stories are handed down.