Legend relates of a time in epochs of past
When the sun and moon shone together on the azure dome
Together they bathed the earth in gold and silver waves
To blend into platinum sheen in her furtive smile
The night never came and brightness abounded
Darkness was unknown in this isle of eternal light
Sleep came when the eyelids drooped to shut out the world
With no need of the oblivion of night’s blanket

The moon admired the golden maiden
With overflowing tresses of dazzling aureate realms
Her smile so honest and captivating
The touch of her fingers like warm molten honey
Trickling down the throat in winters

Unknown to the sun in her innocent oblivion
The tentacles of lust entangled the moon’s thoughts
And his passion reflected in his hungry gaze
When God learnt of these unholy ideas
Then doom befell the moon and the sun
And the chasms of day and night were built

The sun and moon now were separated in time
With just a few shared moments at the beginning of dawn
And at the end of twilight hour
When one woke up the other was lulled to sleep

The sun now was no longer mellow as rage boiled
For she was not the one who had committed a sin
Then why should she share the punishment
The humiliation of being engulfed by darkness at dusk
Also in her loneliness she missed the moon
Its silver serene light so soothing
And love blossomed if only too late
So in anger and pain of separation she blazes and glares

The moon suffered the plight of being marooned in darkness
With only stars to befriend
Her sorrow has gathered as dark shadows
On her once spotless countenance
And burning with remorse lust changed to love

So now the breeze tells the moon about the sun
And conveys messages too and fro
The north star also passes words back and forth

But the tragedy of this quaint love story remain
A paradox of Nature, witnessed by the silent earth
As dew drops, silently shed tears of the moon
Are wiped by sun’s fingers in retrospect
But the saga lives on an endless ache
For love never dies…