Clouds flew
and passed
my thoughtful sight
and their shapes
were of my love and sorrow
and they were moving slowly
and they were snowy white
in spite of weather cold
in spite of eagles height
they gave me strength and hope
to hold on till tomorrow
and when the Night attacked
to swallow daylight rays
they melted like snow
in dignity of Silence
1997
Clouds
© Copyright: Армен Папоян, 2006
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