I heart it in the clap of the waves, the love struck sigh of the trees, the way wind tears at me, trying to bring me to far away lands. In the way the stars laugh and the way the moon sings to the larks, I hear the earth's music.
“Tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe.” “ there once was a moon, as beautiful as can be, only the stars could fathom, but the sun could not see. The sun so radiant, he burns so bright. The.