The Birth of Love

Once, on a halved lunar month

The moon,

Faltered in her steps

Lost her course

And swayed behind

Annoyed, the sun veiled his beam

Threatening to disinherit her

from his fatherly light

The earth saw her wandering

Like a lost kitten

Dazzled by her simplicity

And unique beauty

He rose from his earthly throne,

"Come, be the queen of my heart"he bowed

"But you already have a Queen

And you have little ones

To symbolize your union,"she mumbled

"She is just a matter of chance

And has little to do with my heart

Otherwise, I might have died, a bachelor

Devoid of off-spring

To pass on my legacy"

The moon, charmed by his calibre

Was at a loss for words

As well, lost her heart

Smiling behind downcast lashes, she obliged

When the earth took her in his arms

The stars stopped twinkling and gazed

Filled with wonder

Shutting off their eyes

Diminishing the rim

Temporarily

Giving the couple, complete solitude

The night lingered till an eternity

While the sacred flowers

Bloomed

At the altar of the galaxy

In unison, the heavens smiled

As their joined hearts

Melted and poured into each other

And that significant night

From the union of the earth and the moon,

And their entwined souls,

Love, was born for the first time

To be certified in history.

And

From that night, till the end of time

Their flame

Is rekindled

On every lunar eclipse