I don’t know, the leaf did think, where do I come from?
Is all I’ve said and done just a mere dream?
The howling wind, the chilling wind
That has brought me here, brought me to this state of mind
This state of mind where darkness surrounds me
A darkness in which I can hardly breathe
Is this all, the leaf asked the wind,
The wind that howled in response
Once again the wind raised the leaf up into the wild air
Oh wind, please tell me, where is this place you bring me to?
Home? Certainly not
I don’t know where I did come from, how do I know where I go to?
Is this all life has to offer for me?
The leaf asked while being swept onto a train’s roof
Julia Winnacker is a lover of fantastic literature, who lives in a world of her own that’s presently somewhere in Germany.