The Great Blue Emerald Paints the Sky

Dancing cricket on the picket fence.

Borrows Light from the Moon.

From its wings it calls incessantly, for the other dancers of the night.

The bleeding Sun's twin sister...

Why does she look down in 

Gloom?

When the cricket has yet to see dawn, and remains so full of fight.

Is that not what the Moon likes to see and hear?

It surely instills hope in her as it does her brother.

For whom this dance is a rhythmical transition from the dead to the living

And for whom its the start of the Gladiators' breakfast,

welcoming the winners of tomorrow to feast upon the winners of yesterday

And so, ...

"Why are you weeping?" her haughty older brothers asks.

The moon answers,

"Your self-consumption... is constant... and pitiable. Where will you be in a millennia when you have nothing left of yourself to consume?"

The Sun laughs

"That is what you are there for! When the Earth no longer can serve my appetite, you'll be right there!"

The moon nods, and quietly responds, but not loud enough for anyone else to hear,

"That is why I am here, and that is why I weep."

The dancing cricket on the picket fence continues singing its tune with his lovers of the night.

And the Sun's jealousy grows.

"Why don't you appreciate the music that makes way for my presence? These lovely creatures of the night play their song for you without stopping, and I barely get to hear the ending to that beautiful song! I would die to be in your place! You have no right to cry!"

The moon shakes its head.

"That is because it is your song. The echoes of your Earthen soldiers bred to destroy and consume each other. An ode to cannibalism, not a beautiful eternity where life remains still and perfect! How can I be anything but crushed listening to your hellish creatures cry over your ill-fitted rulership? I am only a witness to your cruelty, with no say about it! All I want is to see eternity in all its stillness and perfection: the most pristine and delicate geometry that rules the universe even above you! The Great Blue Emerald which I can gaze at in silence!"

The sun burned with rage, and all the creatures of the world disintegrated. 

And so her brother perished, his ashes from the explosion forming a magnificent Great Blue Emerald. With no music left to hear except the hum of the old infinity, gently bouncing over the waves of the new infinity, the Moon wept for an eternity.