a walk to remember

walking.
with no past
like the leaves
who do
not know
where the roots are,
without a shelter of present
neither with dreams of
future.

but buliding three
of them at
one time.

finding
ways like salmon fishes,
planting seeds of life
from death.

watching rainbows,
painting the sky,
holding your hand
i walked away
from me to
myself
and brought
a us in
you.

i dont want to write a poem.
for i did a lot of things
i never did before.

words cant say.

Nor can i,

for that door

you have opened

which i was searching,

 waiting ,

for me to be found.