Mercury and Moon: The Story of Celestial Bodies.

Once upon a time in a handsome night sky appeared a static red star. I knew it was Mercury, the smallest planet in our Solar System.

Beside the bright red dot was a big shining cratered spheroid, our Moon.

Last night they shared the stage.

As I gasped at their beauty and adored them for the magnificent sheen, all they said was:

“It’s not my light.”

Their modesty and integrity shook me.

There are so many rocks in the Universe waiting to be visible under the spotlight of starts who have their own light.

There are rocks everywhere, floating in the abyss, in a perfect rhythm. Some rocks are big, like the Jupiter while some are smaller in size, like the Earth.

Smaller ones are also moons and further, there are asteroids and meteorites. They are all stones, with gases and elements of their own; all sharing the light of stars; saying, “it’s not my light.”

Everything has a lifecycle of its own. Everything is born and every born dies.

The suns have their run too. Shining with blasting heat, giving light and sometimes, even life.

Eventually the light giant dies collapsing creating a Black hole, a mysterious big bang of itself, saying:

“It’s not my light.”