It was the wind

It was the wind who told me of the marriage between The Sun and Moon. 

It was the stars who spoke 

Of the depth of the Earth and what lay hidden

 Deep inside her crumpled belly.

 It was the salty waters of the great ocean

 Who told me of the secret love between the fire 

And the splintered ice. 

And as I walked amongst the eyes 

Of an uncloaked forest, 

There came to me in gnarled and wooded whispers,

 A story of heartbreaking beauty, 

A story of life and death 

And the privilege that comes 

With each cycle of breath. 

It crushed me and kissed me.