Horizon and Tree

The ocean is vast and cold and very deep Powerful waves can sink the toughest ship On the land herders before the storm try to hide their sheep One lone island rocky and with mountain that’s steep Extends to the ocean That is always in motion The island is in the center of junction Where most storms accrue and sailors see most action The island is a giant rock no plants or animals there dwell It is rocky wasteland resembling hell All life it managed to repel But one thing that exist there is doing well In the island center a great big tree stands there While rest of the island is bare The tree is lushes green and survives with flair The colossal robust rough trunk supports crown whose complexity isn’t found elsewhere The tree is not beautiful in the strictest sense But its statue awe demands for it is immense The tree has some sharp spines for defense Yet sheer wonder lies in the complexity of its boughs leaves and fruits packed dense The storm rages on and lightning hits the tree But for it to be destroyed is not to be and what is more eerie The fire that lightning spawned does no harm to the tree Showing its majesty and mystery The traveler travels distance that is vast To see the tree he must But something beyond the tree when island one will past There is something that also forever will last The horizon and with it associated infinity It is also awe inspiring thing of beauty There are numbers greater then infinity But horizon is Gods representation on earth and his true visage knows no boundary