behind every face
is a story
the sound of steady rain
falling through darkness
while cold humidity is taking over
the ruling
of every room of the house
leaves are chancing colours
slowly letting go of their glamorous appearances
preparing for the last dance
on a wild wind
not knowing the moment
but still preparing
every cell of their structure
in dignity
behind every face is a story
sometimes we are lucky enough
to be told
one of them