Thinking on the roads

Poem

Photo by Georgiana Maier on Unsplash

Hugging its branch
a leaf finally had to 
give up to the wind,
if it could have thought
it would have sensed
the flight of feet
waiting to crush it
but there I was
just at the right place
to catch it in the air.

Simple scars on the leaf
make it complex;
the simple events
that I refuse to let
go off my head
the simple memories 
that makes me un-understandable
they make me
elusive and unapproached.