The Shape of Everything is You

 No matter how far you look No matter how deep you feel No matter which way is up No matter which part is real No matter when it was when ...and when it will be... When the first was the last And the last starts with me The front meets the back and the bark meets the tree but the tree stops to look And the leaf laughs with thee And the bark seeks to bite And the bite seeks to store And the song seeks the sound and the sound seeks the shore And the shore furthers on towards a ripple so new that the new finds its way and it shapes it like you.