Zepure Arman: Garnick

for garnick badalian



in the mountain stands stolen sand
which once belonged to time himself

an acorn fell from above, the sky, it
must be falling

under the mountain lies the land which
gave birth to her
the land it must be splitting

a passing cloud stopped to rest above
and inside slept a blue dove

a chosen breath strung to a word
left thought for this world.

Copyright Zepure Arman. Used here by kind permission of the author.