Ambika

One night God had finished his daily duties and was resting on his huge cloud bed. He had tried counting sheep and still no sleep. He was bored. There were no stars, planets or the moon then. The sky was black with some occasional clouds. There was nothing to look at in the sky, so he decided to look around his cloud bed instead. He found a huge pin that he used to fluff his bed. Out of sheer boredom he took the pin and poked the sky. The first poke left a hole. It was bright and it sparkled. God got excited and stood up on the cloud bed to make more such holes. He filled up the sky with millions of tiny holes. Each of them sparkled and blinked. God jumped on his cloud bed. He could now count the starts instead of sheep. This was brilliant. He looked at his creation in awe and wondered how these holes sparkled. God couldn't contain his curiosity. He put his hand through one of the holes and tried making it bigger. The hole was now big enough to put his head through. He looked in; I don't know what he saw. But when he pulled his head out there was a huge head-sized hole in the sky. That's how the stars, the planets and moon appeared in the sky. I know this because I'm one of the oldest trees on this planet. And that night, like God, I too was bored counting sheep. I prefer the stars.

(on a tree)