listening to only
your armenian
offerings
shivali over
and again
your govand
and daldala
our kiughagan bars
these natural airs
our highland ayres
and noble peasantry
centered, grounded,
and rooted in
an idyllic past
that only music
keeps best alive
and now...
your essence
your best
a soft and
soaring lament
a taksim
timeless in
timelessness
carrying us
to our lost lands
on your reedy breaths
almost covering
the holes
in our hearts
our livers and
our collective
souls
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