autumn leaves on the streets

by walterdoege

where I live is winter…in my short walkings i see the autumn leaves on the streets and on the floor of avenues and some leaves in the trees…like reveries of past…like wills of future…like pieces of hope and confidence in the movement of living…vesperas of winter, vesperas of future…facing the future is facing the real, but future features also good things, also…the sun light in autumn is in a colorful of some transcendence…I realized in a moment the autumn of my life…simple, difficult, but living is leaving some things and welcome another…I pray also for a winter warmness…my life leaves, my life seasons…the real