Once a traveler found himself lost near a river
He placed his body under a banyan tree
And under the light of the shimmer
Of the night’s Sun, that listened to the
Wails of Lost Travelers.
His fear of the darkness made him fight,
With his powerful voice, his song flew like a kite.
The hours went on like a parade
His voice serenaded the serene scene.
Over the silence of his throat
A pebble fell from the Luna
And into the epicenter of his thoughts.
He noticed a ripple in the still natural mirror
And saw a figure in a fetal position
Adorned by the floating lotuses
Embedded in the same crystal water.
Without a second thought,
He leapt in to save the motionless
He pulled her out from her invisible cocoon
The fair bare maiden, made his heart throb
He let her lie under the banyan tree
In his makeshift shelter of leaves,
And covered her in his jacket,
He waited for her to awaken
So that he may be on his way.
And so she did revive,
Her skin glowing like the moon,
And her hypnotizing eyes and mesmerizing smile
Concentrating on her finder.
“Are you alright?” he asked,
And she did nothing but smile.
“You are no ordinary maid,
For you were born of the moon and the river.
And you are adorned by the light of Selene.
You are a Goddess, are you not?
Who are thee?”
“I am yours for all eternity.”
Her voice like trickling water.
“Love leaves the immortal behind,”
He says as he cradles her face,
“But I will not,”
She says as they consumate their love.
The Goddess spends all her time with her traveler,
Seeing the incredible world by his side,
But she knew she didn’t have long before his lifetime ended,
So she begs for immortality from her superiors,
And so she makes a deal with Jupiter.
“I give up my future children in exchange of his immortality,”
Jupiter said,”So be it! Your children shall be precious moonstones,
And in the hands of the men of the world forever.”
The immortal traveler did not know of this exchange,
And the Goddess told him the moonstones were a symbol of their eternal love,
And so, there ended the tale of the traveler and the daughter of luna
With an abundance of moonstones in world
For the love of a man.