The Beloved sang.
The song of the Beloved echoed through darkness.
Something that wasn't there before suddenly was.
It was a dance.
Time tells the story of the Sun and the Moon.
Time is our story teller. Only Time can tell.
"The Sun and the Moon were once together.
"In the beginning the Sun and the Moon held hands and danced as the Beloved sang.
"It happened many millions of years ago. The Moon was granted the silver beauty of the Beloved, while the Sun first received the Beloved's golden Light.
Time tells of when the Beloved first spoke. "On that day the Beloved first sang, He nodded and said yes to the Moon and the Sun."
This is a secret between the Moon and the Sun.
Will Time tell more?
"It was a song of Love. The Beloved sang and the Sun and the Moon shared a kiss."
The Sky blushed. Pink light exploded. Will Time continue the story?
"The song of Love was sung and the Sun and the Moon danced. They were in Love.
"The Sun twirled and beamed gold. The Moon bowed and gleamed silver.
"Because of Love, many Stars were birthed by the Sun. The Moon glowed as Stars filled up Sky.
"Pink. Blue. Yellow. Red. Purple. Green.
Stars are colorful, like the Beloved's song of Love!
"Suddenly, there was a terrible sound. Lightning tore through Sky.
Sun and Moon covered their ears from the horrible loud thunder. They let each other go.
"Lightning fell on some dust and created a rip that caused mountains to rise.
"Tears fell from Moon's eyes, the tears covered the mountains. The mountains gleamed with the beams from Moon. Alas! There was snow!
"Sun tried to reach for Moon but the mountains grew and divided the two.
"Sun had no tears but threw flames that fell on the mountains and melted some snow. Alas! That became oceans!
"The oceans became streams that watered more dust. Trees and flowers began to grow. Some plants sprouted from the mountains. Thicker and thicker they grew as more tears fell from Moon. More waters fell from tall mountains as Sun's flames grew hotter.
"There were new sounds coming out of the water and the trees. A new song was sung and a new name was heard.
"Earth."
This is now the home of the mountains, the oceans, the trees, the plants, the streams and all the new creatures creating new sounds. Will Time tell all?
"No sound can compare to the song of the Beloved.
"Moon tried to sing a song to calm Sun down but no voice came out. Only the Beloved can sing that song of Love. Sun sighed. Moon beamed. Love remains.
"Sun blew a kiss to Moon and melted some more snow. The melted snow quickly bounced up to Sky and became Clouds. Moon was Love struck, as always."
Huge mountains now separated the Sun and the Moon. Earth stood in their way. Clouds covered their view. Will they ever dance again?
The Sun peaked out of Clouds. Some Clouds hid the Moon.
"This is the Sun and the Moon's secret", said Time. "In the beginning they held hands and danced to the song of Love."
"As Time has told, this is all we know," said Clouds as they told the story to some yellow flowers that newly sprung up from Earth. "The Sun and the Moon would only smile whenever we ask about the Beloved's song and their dance."
The sweet-smelling flowers exuded bright light. They had more questions but Clouds had to go back up. The warm morning breeze began to blow.
Clouds kissed the flowers, the grass, the trees leaving wet splotches on almost everything.
Earth giggled. Clouds chuckled. Sky seemed to tickle everything that morning.
Blue violet hues of light were leaving and some red orange slowly emerged over Earth. Sky's colors were changing. All creatures looked up to watch.
Suddenly, light exploded.
The Sun smiled. The Moon was breath-taken. They looked at each other just like they did yesterday.
One, two, three ...seconds passed. That was all they had. Time was counting.
"I can do a million more of these, Sun."
"Me too." the Moon replied staring at Sun's fiery eyes.
Love bounced back from Sun to Moon, from Moon to Sun. Love dwelt in each other's eyes. Both could still hear the Beloved's song of Love.
Only the two know this song of Love which was heard on that day when the Beloved first sang.
The Moon beamed and began to sink. "Goodbye for now."
The Sun blushed and started to rise. "I'll see you soon."
Will they ever hold hands again and dance?
Only Time can tell.
