Make a commitment

the way sun commits

itself to sky

and mist does to the eye

and fish to silence.

Make a promise

the way wind whispers

to fields, lightning

to forest, and the soul

speaks in dreams.

Decide to belong

as the candle does

to light, the tear

to gravity, and melody

to song.

Make a commitment

and your wandering

will cease, indecision

will end, and your road

toward home will find


*Translated from the Armenian by Diana Der-Hovanessian.

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