Disclaimer: I do not own The Silmarillion; J.R.R. Tolkien and his son Christopher do.
It is a shame that people who live in big cities cannot see the light of the stars. They don't know what they are missing. And as a result, they have no idea that their lack of sight for the natural light of the sky is causing them to spiral deeper and deeper into a pit of darkness from which there may be no escape. It saddens a certain angelic goddess from ancient times, an all-powerful woman whose light can dispel any darkness and bring a newfound sense of hope and strength to those people who suffer under the heel of evil. But she is the most sublime feminine being ever to exist, and anyone that holds true to goodness can pray for her aid in a battle against an Orc of Morgoth, or any older and fouler creature defiled by the Dark Lord whom Varda so despises.
In the countryside, if you know where to look during nighttime, you will find not only the moon of Tilion, but the very points of light kindled so long ago no history book has recorded it. The stars that shine so twinkly from the sky are what inspired the love and adoration of the Elves during their awakening, but few now remember that. Though no one knows for certain where the mysterious other planets that revolve around them came from, it is likely that they, too, were kindled by she who kindled the stars, Varda, who is named Elbereth Gilthoniel, Queen of the Valar.
However, if you are fortunate, you may catch a glimpse of a feminine form in the stars sometimes, a form of indescribable beauty, holy, august, and sublime. This is Varda. And as this night goes by, she looks on the earth from the mountain of Taniquetil, and though no more of her beloved Elves reside on what was once Middle-earth, she is gladdened to see that there are still men and women and children who appreciate her creations, as well as people who will stand up for her light and not Morgoth's darkness in the fight of good vs evil.
She looks at men working hard for a living and fighting for righteous causes, and she smiles. She looks at women who raise good children, nurse and heal the ill and the hurting, and fight similar battles to those their husbands, fathers, and brothers face, and she smiles even more. She watches children, boys and girls alike, grow up into more men and women who will carry on where their elders left off, and she smiles. Of course, she also sees many men and women, and some children, involved with ravaging and deceptive actions akin to those of the long gone Dark Powers, and she frowns at them.
Nevertheless, Elbereth, Gilthoniel, Varda, call her what you will, knows that the goodness of Eru will prevail at the end, at the apocalyptic Dagor Dagorath on the Day of Doom, and until then, her starlight shall continue to shine on the faithful and bless them and protect them from all the unholiness and abominations of the dark. And anyone who still knows where to see at least some of the stars will always be aware of she who loves Elves and Men so much she is the Virgin Mary of Valinor. This is Varda Elentári, Elbereth Gilthoniel, Lady of the Stars.
"May the men and women of the earth who still follow my light continue to prevail over the machinations of the vile and corrupt, and may Eru, the One God of the world, help me to give them the strength they so need," Varda intoned this prayer as she gazed into the night sky.