Water

Sittin’ by the water, wondering
What it would be like to be
The other part of me that’s staring up
From underneath the vibrating surface
Looking up at the blurred and misshapen world
Knowing that things move out there
That there must be something else
Beyond this thin and trembling veil that
Blurs the view and makes everything look so
Ethereal - the visions come and go
Away from the edge of this clear blue pond
And sometimes when they leave
The thought passes through the waves
A feeling that as that shadow of color passes out of my view
I’ll become invisible.