How Far Is Your Land? Poem by Anahit Arustamyan

HOW FAR IS YOUR LAND?
How far is your land? I am a crystal piece in the stony sand. This dawn dew may blink in my hand. What music is played by my time's band? I measured the miles in my weary brain. My voice may tremble in the sound of rain. How far is your land? My voyage has started in my soul's tent. I don't know what my time will send. Its message may have a mystery's stamp. How many words should I spend? I don't know if they will paint a stain or a coming rain. I will measure the miles again. The dawn dew will be a transparent lamp. I shaped my apron to be like a sail. My voyage has started in my time's net. How far is your land?