THE SILENT OCEAN AND THE YOUNG MOON

I became an ocean. Some People called me ugly,  salty, dangerous, useless, mystery. On the other hand, some called me their livelihood, beautiful, adventure. Many people came to see me. But they never actually came inside, only some did. Even many of the some aren't for me. They came because of their desire in becoming rich. They extracted oil. They killed things in the name of exploration and research and many other dirty things. But my poor soul remained silent. Unlike me, my angry brother cloud never stayed that way. He dropped all my filtered drops in me, leaving the land to dry. He even tricked the boats with his thunderous sons. And I have to convince him not to.

Once a child asked me, why I was turning too salty each day. I know it was hard to tell. But I can't hold secrets from beautiful innocent eyes. I told her " THINGS HAVE CHANGED MY DEAR, PEOPLE USED ME LIKE A JUNKYARD. THEY DUMPED ME WITH ALL TYPE OF WASTAGES FROM HAZARDOUS TO HOME WASTAGES. THOUGH I ACCEPTED IT. MY INNER LIVING CREATURES NEVER DID. THEY CRIED. THEY CRIED. I CANT ABLE TO STOP IT. THE PRECIOUS HATRED TEARS ARE THE ONLY REASON FOR MY SALTNESS. I AFRAID. IT WILL NOT STOP SOONER."

The broken pieces of me broken down further from inner sufferings. The only person convened and stood up with my poor decisions is the faintness moon. I spread across the world. But you circled me over and over as if it is not a problem. You tried to convince and make me happy not just a part. But the whole of me. Such a beautiful thing that anyone would do all day. You even said to me that you would have left the earth if it is not me. The laugh of the single wave circled and made all creatures to wake up. And I blamed you because you just added a new list of complaints that I have to hear from now on. Even my days are counting, I stayed happy because of you, my dear faint young moon.