Saturday 21 May 2011

The Astronomer’s Theory, Part One: An Impossible Love

To understand the present situation
One must look into the stories of the old
Before the world we know took shape
Everything about that story must be told

There were two children born from gods
From their father’s two keen eyes
We know them as the sun and moon
Girl from the left, boy from the right

But soon she fell in love with him
And went to tell her secret love
But when he heard about this thing
He ran away to distant lands
He said that he is just enough
For this world to be burnt away
What if they go on with their love
And have their children on the sky?
There will be so much more to take
And everything will burn to ground
The world will disappear fast
In smoke and ash into its dusk

He ran away to unseen lands
He travelled up and down for long
And in the brightest hell he saw
The punishments for secret love
But when he visited the heaven
And saw how happiness takes shape
He felt an urgency to go
And make the moon his big mistake
But now the faith is playing harsh
And she don’t want him anymore
But where there’s hope there is a plan
He went and knocked at future’s door

He built the longest bridge for her
Just she could walk over the sea
To reach the distant untouched land
And live there for eternity
And then he built a castle on the shore
With towers that could reach so high
To take them closer to their home
Up there into the endless sky
She changed her mind and came to sense
And everything worked for the best
They were prepared to live as one
But then he interfered at last

The god of everything that is
Separated them forever
He placed them into other worlds
So they could never be together
He told him he could run the sky
And try to catch the one he loves
But this would never come to past
For she is running too as well
And so they ran for all their lives
You see them up there on the sky
Trying to reach the other’s trail
Boy in the day, girl in the night

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