The sun burns with such passion and fury because he knows he can never hold her
The stars twinkle and gleam because they pine for even a glance from her eyes
The moon pales and waxes because he is sickened by the thought of another having her
The trees dance and shiver because they yearn for her touch
The wind sings and howls because it knows it will forever be lonely without her
The world turns so that one day she may grow old and be buried within it