The Moon and the Sun

Said the Sun, rising in the East, "Moon, leave my morning sky.  It is for me alone, cloudless, to shine in my utmost glory.
"Go away and come back at night, when you belong."

"Mighty Sun," said the Moon lazing in the Southern region. "You are so grand and powerful, what is a dim creature like myself to you?
"Surely no threat."

"I rule the day and you keep to the night, this is our agreement," Sun said.  "I never break my part of the deal, but you often skitter about in my sky, late up or early rising.
"Rules are meant to be followed."

"It is true that you are punctual, for you define the day and man sets his schedule by you," Moon said.  "While you give light by which to work, and heat by which to live, where would you be without me?
"Your fading servant."

"Without you?" Sun asked.  "Why I would be the same.  I would rise in the East, set in the West and bring light to the world."
"I don't need you."

"Maybe you don't," Moon pondered.  "But man does, and woman does.  They both need me.  For without you there would be no work.  But without me,
"There would be no joy."

"Joy?  Man and Woman both revel in the daylight and marvel at the flowers and trees and grass that I bring to life," Sun roared.  "Joy?
"I am ever Cheerful."

"You are bright and hot and powerful, Sir Sun," Moon said. "But joyful?  No.  I am mystery to them, sometimes as you see me now, half lit and half invisible.  They see me as round in their imagination.
"You are one way ever - dominating.
"I come and go, brighter and dimmer; new, half and full. 
"I am romance for lovers secretly hidden from others,
"I am celebrations at harvest and planting,
"I see their wild dancing when they let go of inhibitions,
"And Sun, I make you beautiful as well."

"Me, what have you ever done for me?" Sun asked.

"When you are so upset with me, like now, you engulf me in front of the world," Moon said.  "Even then, despite your strength,
"I eclipse you."

And with that Moon dropped out of view and Sun traveled through the sky,
Thinking.

- written by CV Rick
- Today
- after seeing the moon in the morning sky.

Comments

[a rose is a rose]

i am a daughter of the moon. this by far has been MY favorite piece of yours (plus it's very aboriginal)

[Cherise]

Wow, Rick... What pleasant surprise, a very unique blog.:) Reminded me of this:

The sun descending in the west,
The evening star does shine;
The birds are silent in their nest,
And I must seek for mine.
The moon, like a flower,
In heaven's high bower,
With silent delight
Sits and smiles on the night.
-William Blake

[CV Rick]

I'm glad you both liked it . . . I imagined the conversation while walking my dog through the park, seeing the moon in the South and the sun in the East.

I think it might be flash fiction . . . I don't really know, I've never written flash fiction before.

Tim?? Are you there? Is this flash fiction?

[Sideon]

I am reminded of Neil Gaiman's Sandman and a very very old ritual of "calling down the moon."

And Sideon left the room, revelling and thinking, and avoiding the 'buzzfeed' to the left featuring "man boobs."

[CV Rick]

Yes, often the Buzzfeed ad is highly inappropriate.

LOVED Sandman. Loved it. Gaiman lives about 5 miles from me, by the way. His favorite bookstore is also my favorite - or close enough to my favorite for me to say so. I'm not a big fan of everything he's ever done, but Sandman stands out as an accomplishment.

[Sugar]

Baby, baby!

I read that and was the whole time thinking...hmmm, I wonder who wrote this?
Sorry, about "yelling day" this week. You are the best baby ever.

Now what is truly funny is that you write beautiful emotional piece and then must work to categorize, label and name it. You are the Sun, I am the Moon. Our world doesn't work without both of us.

Love you.

[CV Rick]

I'm only trying to categorize it in the respect that when submitting this to publications it is incumbent upon a new writer to identify the category of size and genre to which the submission fits.

I'm so glad yelling day is over.

[Tim Mulcahy]

Without the moon there wouldn't be any life on earth larger than a bacteria. The earth would wobble on it's access. There would be no stable climate. The Sun should have more respect for the role of the moon for if humans weren't around to worship and glory in the Sun who would. Certainly not the martians or venusians or jovians or even an odd titan.

[SML]

Rick, I love this piece. The way you wrote it is definitely like a relationship between a man and a woman, as Sugar noted. I know I'm the moon too, and my sun tends to feel this way about me as well.