Tree tops far above me;
The sky nowhere to be seen.
I stand below the line of possibility
To ever see anything above –
To ever reach the stars.
And though I’ve tried
To climb the tall, rough trunks,
The tree tops I have never reached.

But from where I stand,
Down below,
The line of the Horizon
Meets my eyes,
And each day I witness
What those above me could never see;
For I stand in a place where no man
Could ever be.