My companions

Mingling thoughts, knock at my door,
Finding their identiy, they sometimes roar...

They sleep with me, we spend the whole night together,
Just to find out that we've lots to gather...

Morning shines over me, but clouds are still there,
Never willing to leave me alone, still I've nothing to share...

Shapeless forms every day, with a hope of finding a curve,
a point, a dimension, a depth and soul to serve..

I see the shades, I see the light,
somewhere a path, somewhere a sight..
I move on, still not alone yet alone..