The story began in days of old,
when gods walked amongst us.
Solar loved Lunar and so pursued her,
for he was consumed by lust.
But Lunar was chaste and virtuous true,
and from Solar she did run.
Thus the eternal chase began,
eternally connected but never touching.
Not really a poet but through my photography I have grown to love the transition from night to day and day to night and therefore think on the connection of sun and moon.