| Once upon a time... there was a young and beautiful Indian girl that fell in love with Jaci, the moon. That was not good, for the moon was a god. Human beings cannot have this kind of feeling with the nature's god. Indians are not supposed to fall in love with gods or goddesses. The young girl knew that but she wanted to admire forever the beauty of the moon, and she cried and cried. All of her teardrops made a lake. At the side of the lake, she went on crying and looking at the moon. One night the moon noticed her and she was strongly and magicly touched by the moonlight: she became a flower.The most beautiful flower of the jungle. The big love flower of the uaup�-a�u, that opens at night, in the Amazon's fresh waters, under the moonlight and dies within two days. Love always wins ! |
