From Above
For a while, I have been looking at this world from a hand-knitted spaceship.
Somewhere on Earth,
someone is kissed for the first time.
Somewhere on Earth,
someone dies for the last time.
Somewhere on Earth,
a heart explodes of joy and love.
Somewhere on Earth,
a bomb explodes on joy and love.
Stars above fall one by one –
someone somewhere makes a wish,
someone somewhere falls with the stars.
Somewhere on Earth,
in my part of space,
stars form a mountain range,
then fall into rocky soils.
At their point of descent,
apricot trees start to bloom.
In times of evening gloom,
the moon prays the Fides Tua,
and the road to Ghazanchetsots lights up again.
In my part of space,
winds of loss often blow,
but so do zephyrs of hope.
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