Way of my soul || Poetry

LXX. no-where

You reach out to me
in the midst of your dreams
in your silent screams
in the wetness of your tears,
in it's streams
in your happiness, in its radiant beams
in a crowd, in a team
you always find a way to me

when I go to you
where can I find you?
when I'm in the midst of my dream
in my silent scream
in the wetness of my tears, in it's streams
in my happiness, in its radiant beams
in a crowd, in a team
how do I find my way to you?

You never come
youre always so far
how do I find you
know where you are?
how do I tell you about me?
When you're nowhere around
No where to be seen