Ballad of the Sun and Moon

Come and hear this story of old
When earth had just begun
When heavens were but formless clouds
And day and night were one
.
The sky had known no darkness then
All that is seen was bright
The Moon and Sun, in minuet
Drawn by each other’s light
.
But those days of endless frolic
Was but a bygone past
The dancing was but a dreaming
That wasn’t meant to last
.
When from below a missive came
The herald to the end
A call for show of pleasantries
A rendezvous of friends
.
The songs of festive cheers belied
The shadow that had loomed
That the world would be torn apart
When Harvest met the Moon
.
She served him crystal clear water
She fed him plain white rice
Indignant he be given more
He felt his anger rise
.
And so the Moon unsheathed his blade
With his eyes burning red
Then with a frenzied lick of steel
He struck his hostess dead
.
At once his own heart did indict
The shame gnawed at his core
The Moon hid away in darkness
And shed his light no more
.
He wandered in the dismal blues
Adrift in waves of gloom
He cloaked himself with ash and dust
Awaiting for his doom
.
But Light would not abandon him
The Sun’s hand touched his face
And for a brief, tender moment
The Moon basked in her grace
.
Though guilt caused him to then escape
To dwell in selfish pain
But for the love he’ll not forget
He’ll seek the light again

(Based on the story of Amaterasu & Tsukuyomi from Japanese Mythology, though with several tweaks)

(Form: Ballad. 44 lines, with ABCB repeated, in alternating 8 and 6 syllable lines)