It was a very brisk and dusky night.
A massive tree in the middle of an ocean struck my sight.
It rested on a piece of land in solitary.
Its beauty was extraordinary.
The moon gleamed behind its back.
That night-stars were what; the sky did lack.
An aura of silence was quite incessant.
The tree was magnificent.
Its existence to the ocean meant nothing, yet everything.
The tree made the ocean fascinating.