Earth and Sky!

And when man became sky, he became distant, scattered, nestled in the expanse, but never stagnant. He was the peak, where desires became directionless vast, yet unanswered. The earth learned to see a pulsation even in stillness.

Even in the falling leaves, she heard their pain, she knew the fear of the growing roots. And the sky observed this silence of the earth with an unspoken fascination sometimes roaring, sometimes remaining silent.

The earth did not ask for the sky to bow over her body She knew love is not a pause, it is a flow tolerant, endless. Even the sky understood its own boundaries. Touching the earth was not possible so it rained heavily in anger, it preserved it as dew in love tears kept falling in the form of drops

The earth embraced every form, absorbed every emotion, created flowers, grew poems And the sky began to see its reflection in every flower. Their love was not in touch, it was in separation, it was in pain, it was in prayers and it was in acceptance

One suffered, the other shattered yet both, imperfect though they were, remained complete in each other. When children were born they became clouds, winds, fragrances weave bridges between earth and sky. And ever since every woman is a little bit of earth, a preserver, a bearer. And every man is a little bit of sky entangled in attraction, but unaware, of the stability that sustains them