The Crescent Moon
Friday 27th July 2012
As time passes... when history books have all become dust, memories cherished and shared will all disappear...
Although a #lifetime is much shorter than eternity, very few memories last to the very end of a #life.
The diligence of time...tirelessly bringing the changing of seasons and fill our lives with memories.
Everyone knows the joy of meetings and the bittersweet partings.
I never keep count of how many people I’ve met...
And I never keep count of how many I have let go...
I still know how many I want to keep...
But I don’t know for how long I can keep them...
The diligence of time will have its way to win over me.
This battle I don’t want to fight...but I am already finding myself in the battlefield.
A crescent#moonwill one day become full.
Can a human heart become full again when the blade of time cut through it?
Moon: There’s no difference between us little one.
Me: Are you speaking to me...sir...err...ma’am?
Moon: Are you looking at me little one?
Me: yes...
Moon: then, yes, I am speaking to you. Don’t fear time little one... time cannot hurt you.
Me: Time will one day take everything away from me. Even the memory dearest to me will one day be taken away by time and old age.
Moon: Why not write it down little one? So when the memories fade, you can read about them and gain back those memories.
Me: Ink will fade. Time can also take that away from me.
Moon: Little one, what kind of memories you want to keep with you the most?
Me: Memories of people...
Moon: what kind of people?
Me: People I love. Time will also take those people away from me...but I at least want to keep my memories of them.
Moon: Do those people have memories too?
Me: of course!
Moon: Then worry not! If time takes away your memories...you can always find those people and ask them to remind you of those memories again.
Me: If those people are still with me...or can be easily found, I will not need the memories. I need memories because they are no longer with me.
Moon: Why would people leave you little one?
Me: Because of time. No one share the same path of #life from the beginning to the end. Time will gradually lead us down a different road... and when that time comes... we have to let go.
Moon: I feel sorry for you humans...I really do. I am up here on my own. I never have to meet anyone, therefore I never have to say goodbye.
Me: But you are talking to me Moon... time will come when we have to end our conversation, and we will have to say our goodbyes. I will miss you...won’t you miss me?
Moon: I will not be sad because of our goodbyes little one. I am sorry to say this... but I rather hurt you honestly than having you invest your emotions on me with a lie.
Me: why? Am I that insignificant?
Moon: No... but because the time I’m sharing with you is so short. I have invested no emotions on you little one. Therefore, when you leave...you will take nothing of mine along with you and you will leave nothing of yours with me. We will have no need to remember each other.
Me: What if I want to remember this conversation?
Moon: That is entirely up to you human. How long you want this memory to last... how long you want to keep them... what you will do to keep them... is up to you. It has nothing whatsoever to do with me.
Me: Moon... you have to be responsible too! You started this conversation! If the time comes when I forget this... I will come to you and ask you to remind me.
Moon: How can you be sure that I can keep this memory longer than you little one? Make this simple and just leave. The thought of not knowing how long the memories will last in your heart will make you hold on tighter little one... and that is chillingly beautiful.
Me: ...I will write this down...
Moon: Do whatever you want little one. We are all writers... If you have enough feelings for it and you draw it on paper...it will become a drawing that will last until the colour fades. If you have enough emotions for it and write it on paper...it will become a #poem that will last until the ink fades. If you have enough passion for it and feel it deeply in your heart...it will become yearning and that, little one, will last until your heart cease to beat.
Me: then what should I do?
Moon: Who am I to judge you little one? I do not know your feelings, emotions, or passions.
Me: At least you are much older than me Moon. You have seen so much, you have known so much... Your judgement is better than mine. Tell me...if I write things down in my heart, will it leave a scar?
Moon: I was a full moon, now I am a crescent one. I will be full again when the time comes. Time not only takes away parts of me...but time will also fulfil me.
Me: How is that related to my question?
Moon: I told you from the very beginning that we are no different little one. The blade of time will not only hurt your heart, but time will also heal it. What you write in your heart are not scars... they are more like decorations. Keep writing little one... and make your heart beautiful!
Me: I will keep on writing... and keep as many memories as I can.
Moon: I would like to warn you that you cannot be too greedy and forget the size of your heart little one. Humans have hearts as small as the size of their clenched fists. You cannot write everything down.
Me: ...of course.
Moon: You can’t invest your passion on everything human. Don’t will only make a mess out of your heart.
Me: I will not write you down in my heart Moon.
Moon: good
Me: But I’ll do you the honour and write this down somewhere...
Moon: Thank you.
Me: Goodbye... I will not try any harder to keep you in my memory.
Moon: You can just look up little one.
Me: ...
Moon: I can be easily found... no need for memories.
