Star:
I am a shining
little star whose duty is to scintillate for the whole land. At first, I
supposed that this is the only reason of my existence. Until one night, I fell
in love with the moon.
The moon is the
most beautiful thing that I have ever seen in my entire life and the only one
who is conspicuous enough to capture my heart.
Every night, I go
beside him for the world to vide how lovely we look when we are together. I
discern nothing wrong with this for I strongly believe that I and he were
destined to be with each other.
He enjoys my
company too and I am happy about it even if I am not the only star in the evening
sky. I know he perceives me as the best.
I want to hold him
forever and I believe that not a single quirk of fate can take him away from
me. I know that he loves me even if he seldom tell the words that I always long
to hear every second. He cares for me beyond words and I will always love him
aught it takes.
But, to my
surprise, I saw him with another star. It hurts to see him that way so I hid
behind a cloud and stayed there until the next day arrived.
Cloud:
Star is my closest
friend and I have witnessed all her sacrifices for the moon.
She confides
everything to me -- I know every bit of her reveries, pipedreams, successes and
frustrations for I am always here to heed. In return, I avow everything to her
-- except for a secret that I want her to decipher on her own.
The night when the
moon was out of sight, I told her to leave for a while and relish the feeling
of being alone.
Moon:
I am the moon --
the most winsome creature in the night sky. Almost all the clouds, the stars
and even the people living on earth admire me. I know my worth and I will use
all the advantages of such.
There are a lot of
creatures in the universe but none of them caught the eye of a shining little
star -- and I believe that it is only me who can own her heart.
She believes that
she is the only one for me but, the truth is, she is only a part of my
collection. I do allow myself to be with her but that was only for fun. She is
a great fool for not noticing that I do not know how to love and all I want is
to play around with those who hero-worship me. I never thought of having her until
the end. A lot of her ilk can be found everywhere. I cannot be sated with only
one -- I want to explore.
One night, I went
out with another star -- a lovelier and brighter one. I know she saw us then
that is why she hid behind a cloud.
That was only the
first time. That happened again the next night, the other night and the night
after until it was almost a fortnight.
Every evening, I
was with a different star -- sometimes with the clouds. I got tired of doing
that later on so I did not come up one windswept night.
Breeze:
All of us have the
right to dream. All of us have the right to love. If loving a shining little
star like her is a dire crime, then it is a pleasure to be a miscreant.
I love the glittering
star which is always hiding behind a cloud even it I know that it is impossible
for her to love me back. She does not even vide me and I could never be as
charming as the moon.
I never had a
chance to tell her how I feel but I remained at her side. I will not let the
wonderful feeling of being in love cease. I will not shun her -- I stay forever
even if my existence was bound to be unseen. I will cling to this emotion
whatever it takes because loving her is truly a glimpse of paradise.
Maybe, this is what
love really means -- to sacrifice your own bliss for someone without expecting
anything in return.
Star has a best
friend, a cloud. This cloud knows everything about this profound affection that
I have been hiding all these years.
Star:
It was rum,
grotesque -- totally uncanny. The cloud told me to leave for a moment.
I looked around.
No one, nil, was in the sky. I went to the spot where the moon and I used to
stay ere.
My tears began to
run down like the liquid crystal flowing from waterfalls-- unceasing, berserk.
Suddenly, I felt the cold breeze embracing me -- wiping the sorrow in my eyes.
Moon:
The night I did
not show up in the sky, I began to miss my erstwhile star. I started longing
for the way she glitters to please me and how she shines passionately for me to
feel the warmth of her superfluous love. I then vowed, that when I come out
afresh, I will ask for her forgiveness and tell her how much she means to me.
But, I surmise, it
was already too late to be the love of her life. From a distance, I perceived
the demise of my dreams. She was already relishing the universe with the
breeze.
I should have been
contented. She is more than what is needed. She is not just better than the
others -- she is the best. I can enjoy my existence with the rest, with the
other creatures. I can always have fun them. But, I realized, happiness is not about
being with someone who can give you the sweetest smile when you are in bliss --
it is about having someone who will never get tired of cheering you up in the
midst of your loneliest days. Others are only here because of my beautiful
white light but, the one who used to love me, she stayed with me then because
she treasures my heart.
Now, I believe the
people dwelling on the surface of the living planet. It is true that it is
often too late when creatures find out the worth of what they have -- a
virulent fact in life.
I know that I could
not find a star that reflects every scintilla she has. I should accept the
consequences of my daft acts. I will continue to live for so many billion
years, for the world, amid this endless universe, and shine my thumping best
each time I show up. I may hide my pale ale miseries and rues from those who
will gaze at me but nothing can change the reality that my heart is slowly
incinerating abyss in me. If meteors could really grant a wish, I would ask each
one of them to make the burning of this heart faster. I would rather see myself
existing without such instead of having it imbued with painful regrets.
Breeze:
From a distance, I can discern the moon wishing her back but he must face the truth that her love for him
has died. She is profoundly in love with me now.
It is true that
having the courage to fight, forgetting how to cede no matter what and holding
on to our Beloved Creator can make all things possible. Patience is truly a
virtue and so as the passionate affection which is the greatest of all the
other weapon. Waiting was never easy but I did it.
Some creatures
told me that I was insane but I covered my ears to eschew hearing them.
Nonetheless, I
feel no irk at this moment for next to me is my greatest reward -- SHE.
[September 2010]
