A thousand miles of the other Beyonds

This way ahead sees too many blocks for it to make sense to see. His past times have shaken a tree full of circles. No fruit just circles. Which is weird for this mountain side tree. If you were to see you would believe but for now it is up to me to describe this ocean tree. It fell off the top and was swept away into the cracks of your river. It chose your swim. It chose your currents with no roots to connect to the seer. A thousand miles of you have passed and seems to come to no end. When the sky meets this tree it will have been one great ride. Never could that mountain make a sound for it wouldn't be left with its marks. A fine trail opened down the side, but instead a dive made sense. A moment's touch of the riverbed left all the stars wondering if they picked the right one.

Can he handle this song?

Will it lead to others ears or just a tear full of moonlight.

Can't see the other Beyonds with your ankles shackled to your insides. This ride is only for a ride alone. Linked to four stories of mountains climbed. The stars align once more, for they giveth and they taketh. This magnet leads in two directions, with just enough time for one last character.