As Sun and Moon danced in the sky,
They looked toward the earth below
And, shocked, they found the people there
Had changed from those they once did know.
Not one man bow’ed to revere,
Nor did one woman gape in awe,
And Sun and Moon both stopped their dance
And froze, appalled at what they saw.
They fled into the seas of Space
And hid behind a comet’s tail,
Though they weren't concealed well enough
To hide them from a passing whale.
“Where is it that thou goes?” said he,
For he was wise and just,
And feared for planets everywhere
That soon would turn to dust.
Said the Moon, “We have no need to light
A world small and deprived
Of love and music, song and dance;
A world we ne’er contrived.”
Said the Sun, “We have no use to warm
A land so filled with sin,
With selfishness and greed and woe
And neglect for us within.”
Said the whale, “But what of flame and wind,
Of waters, and of trees?
Do not these things find reverence in
The light that comes from thee?
What of the mountains, tall and proud,
Of birds with songs to tell?
What of the children not yet born?
Would you bid them farewell?”
The Sun and Moon both deeply thought
About the whale’s remark,
And seeing full their folly
Were soon ready to embark.
As they return to darkened lands,
The people bowed and kissed
The ground in worship for the pair
That they had sorely missed.
Then Sun and Moon both bowed in turn
To start their dance anew.
And the moral of this story
Both begins and ends with you.