The war of courage and cowardice

The stars shouted down at their dimly glinting reflections upon  the sea    ''In truth I am a little frustrated at you for lacking courage''
The shout rebounded off the mountains and became a roar.
At this the sea grew angry building a black rage.

Thinking that the roar came from the mountains the sea hurled its self at their majestic gleaming towers.
In a torrent of froth and spit it smashed itself upon the mountains again and again.
The mountains quick to retaliate began to tremble and quake
They rose and shook so violently that the sea beds split and cracked

This caused the sea to roll so unsteadily the mountains began to move and slide
The earth became unsteady rapidly beginning to unravel
And so began the war of water and solid caused by the stars’ accusation?
Or caused by misunderstanding and circumstance?

Seeing the ensuing chaos the stars began to wonder,
was all this upheaval worth it?
Surely if their reflections lacked courage it was their own problem?
If patience and thought had not already lent strength would ever anything?

Was it the stars loss or the reflections if they had no care for fight of something rare?
Were they even worth it if they would so easily give up a seeming precious thing?
Whispering gently this time the stars said to their reflections
”As your lack of courage grows so does now my disinterest in this matter”

This time the statement was delivered in a cooling breeze upon the rolling waves
Which then rebounded gently over the mountains leaving them to sigh in wariness.
The seas frothing waves became once again calm,
The mountains trembling ceased as quickly as it started.

And though the scars were upon the moved mountains and open seabed
in time they would heal and become forgotten reminders.
As the stars closed their minds to this small thing
A beautiful cloud passed over blocking the reflections from their sight and memory.