The Sun and the Moon

I once read a story of how the sun loved the moon. He loved her so much that he died every night to let her breathe.

The sun shone brightly during the day; illuminating the earth with all his radiance. He was slightly arrogant and boastful as people looked forward to seeing him rise each morning, His light alone illuminated the earth and rid it of darkness.

The moon was often overlooked as she appeared at the end of each day. Her glow not as bright as the sun and only made brighter by the accompaniment of stars.

Marvel and awe followed the sun, but the moon was downcast and unappreciated. Her beauty misunderstood and buried in darkness.

The moon, although alone, was not lonely. She thrived in darkness and it brought her comfort. The stillness of the night bought a calmness to her, but she longed for something more. She longed for someone to see her; to hear her when she is quiet, to meet her in the darkness; to ignite fire in the coolness of the night.

The Sun was the forbidden love she did not know existed. They saw each other in passing every morning and every night, but his arrogance perturbed her and her dark aura kept him at bay.

It was a spring night when it happened. The moon began to align herself between the Sun and the Earth. An inconvenience to both of their days if you had asked either of them, but alas it was that time of year and they had to keep up appearances.

It was on this day that He saw her and would never forget the way in which she presented herself before him. She glowed with elegance and grace. She effortlessly cut through the darkness. He shamelessly marveled and adored her. As she made her appearance before him, she took notice of his majesty. He stood in confidence, enthroned by his light.
Everyday that followed the eclipse, was an opportunity to see him. They never spoke, but exchanged longing stares and stolen glances. The tension of their love growing stronger with each dawn and dusk.
The once arrogant sun was humbled by her love for him and no longer wished to be admired for his light. He longed to be in her darkness; to dim his light so she could glow
It is said that the sun used to shine brighter and his warmth transcended the hours of daylight . Summer days were shorter and winter days longer. The sun gave the moon more of his time so she could shine. Each day he died to himself , to his light so She could breathe longer.
The story of the Sun and the Moon

-MAK