Age is not
the time of the turtle
withdrawing into self,
but an awakening
of the heart and mind.
Age is the autumn leaf
as it lights the sky
in a burst of color,
growing till time calls,
free to master eternity.
This poem has previously appeared in Garig Basmajian's Armenian-American poets: a bilingual anthology, published by AGBU in 1976.
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