Roundwalking

Poem about life, changes and love

just like the leaves
in the autumn,
everything has its end.

coming here
to run
round

and only in round maybe
it has its sense

waiting everyday
for a change
that ends
in a change

I met my older face,
my future
and I got younger.

Stepping blind
into tomorrow
without fear
means a win

walking with you
in my tomorrow,
I wonder
how
blind can I be?