Shape - Glasser, Visionist

I live on the beach

Water surrounding me

And it’s got too deep

I let it get too deep

My home has no shape

Nothing to sustain me

But it keeps me safe

From imagined pain

In the dim light of the truth all you can do is bow

The walls often change

Undo and displace me

But I know I’ll stay

Can’t ever get away

When the crossing gets too wide then I go home

To the fluctuation I have on my own

And I look out longingly over the beach

There’s an ocean making life beyond my reach

And the vastness is too much for me to stand

And by the light of the truth all I can do is bow