Turns

Turns come in life, 

In time,

While walking along the road.

Familiar footsteps,

Poles, streets,

The smell of the meadows.

All walk away,

far far from the crowd.

Suddenly, everything comes into life.

Coruscation of the eyes 

which talk day and night

come into my mind.

I remember many such things

before the turn comes;

who knows what may happen,

what may happen before the turn comes?