To Armenia….

From the poem “Mysteries of Existence” by Armenia poet Alicia Ghiragossia

What is the mystery
of eternity
that it can be locked
in a minute of waiting
a second of absence
a split second of need?

How can time stretch
endlessly
when existence burns
with nonexistence?
How many eternities
have I still to fold up
and put aside
until I see you?
Where are you?

And, so, to Armenia.

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