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.