A Hidden Chronicle

The Sun loved Moon beyond the skies,
He burned each day with fervent sighs.
He died in light just for her breath,
A blaze that danced close to its death.

The Moon knew their paths would differ,
A timeless ache within her heart.
She stayed afar a silver gleam,
Forever caught inside a dream.

No dawn could bring their hands to meet,
No dusk could make their pulses beat.
Yet in the vast infinity of that blue,
Their love endured pure, bright, and true.

Then Allah, in His infinite mercy,
He weaved darkness into the glory of union.
A fleeting kiss of dark and light, 
The solar eclipse, a promise of silent love.

A moment’s grace in heaven’s dome,
Where Sun and Moon could touch, then roam.
Proof whispered softly from above,
That no love fades, no love’s too tough.

So when you see that shadowed dance,
Remember love’s eternal chance. 
Though worlds apart, their souls align,
In timeless love’s celestial sign.