Autumn days
October 14, 1999
Like the grapes of the season
overlooked, left behind
you sweeten like raisins,
in the rare light, sun-dried.
Aromatic as gold incense,
glazed by sun or rain
we are grateful and blessed
to walk with you again.
Translated from Armenian by Diana Der-Hovanessian.
(c) Copyright 1999. The Christian Science Publishing Society