TOMORROW WE WILL RISE EARLY

TOMORROW WE WILL RISE EARLY

Tomorrow we will rise early.
Two sparrows will greet us from a tree.
No, they are not going to flee.
They are together in any winter's feast.
Oceans have no shoes on their blue feet.
You will wear your shoes to hurry to leave.
Do wait a little!
Two sparrows are still in the tree.
Yesterday's minutes slid slowly.
They did not rush to let us adore our tango's bliss.
Tomorrow's minutes will hide their lips not to kiss.
What should we do today as you have borrowed a bird's wings?
Let us picture each other in this life's mist!
Do bind my picture on your sea's wrist!
Yes, sir, it is already dawn but we are sitting on the moon's knee.


The poem from my book
Where I Meet Myself : Anahit's Muse by Anahit Arustamyan