Back of the dead leaves ...

There are no people watching the back of the dead leaves walking

Without the wind blowing and turning over

Even though the truth is hidden behind this dead leaf

There is no such thing as turning around

Even if there is a turning thing, I am afraid to know

I would not turn it until it crooked

Once dead leaves go back to the ground

Without knowing without being blinded

Let's go back to the ground

          A poet ~ Now person ...