Yesterday The Moon Spoke To Me

How The Moon Got The Craters and Black Spots

He said, “Long time ago, there used to be a ball. Every celestial body came to that ball. There we used to dance. Well, at least others danced. I just sat in a corner.

Whenever two souls, meant for each other dance together at that ball, something beautiful happens. The hall lights up and you both add up and form a full circle. But, it has been years since that spark happened between anyone at all. Probably because everyone is too focused on what they want instead of what they need.”

Full of curiosity I asked, "Where will I find this hall, where should I go to attend this magical ball? I also wanna know who will complete my circle."

Moon laughed and said, "Dear girl, you can find him even while dancing under the street lights, in the middle of the road. That hall was like any other hall. It was about the spark, between two people, that ignites the night. You'll know its 'the one' when you dance with him."

I thought to myself, “Well, that’s intimate. The sunset turns into the sunrise and you just dance through the night. And I think it is beautiful how you'll just know when you find that electrifying, soul-deep connection, you’ve been searching for.”

The Moon continued, “All the heavens with their beautiful and shining bodies wished to get a chance to dance with the Sun. They wore more and more shine and got ready in hope that the Sun would notice them at least.

But Sun, she wanted to dance with someone who can take her heat, someone who wouldn’t get burnt of her fire. Instead, someone who will fall for that fire. Someone who wasn’t there for the glory of perfection but someone who wasn’t blinded by the light. She wanted to run wild igniting every inch. She didn’t want to be tamed.

Then there was me. So dull I didn’t even have my own light. Every glimmering star told me that I don’t belong in the night sky. Every time I went to the ball, I had to hear stuff like this. But still, I went anyways. I went to the ball just to get a glimpse of the Sun.”

I was on the verge of tears. He loved her wild side and that bright light since his existence. Though he believed that maybe he doesn’t deserve her. But, even after everything that everyone said, nothing could stop him from loving her.

I asked, “Did you ever tell her that you love her? And did she say yes?”

He gave me a crooked smile and said, “Oh yes I confessed. After eternities went by, the day finally came when I didn’t care what others said. I had loved the Sun so dearly that I wanted to dance with her. I wanted to let her know that we fit into each other's puzzle." 

"I remember thinking," he said, "I will tell her that I have loved her, even if tonight I end in ashes." He went to the Sun and told her, “I love you enough to live. I will survive your heat cause I’ve been cold pretty much my whole life.” 

He continued, "The Sun could see right through that dull exterior of mine and thought finally it was the time to dance. When our hands touched, every inch of me ignited. I shone so brightly that I lit up even the darkest of nights."

I finally figured out that the craters and black spots that we see on the Moon are the burns he got after dancing with the love of his life.