Passer-By! Poem by Anahit Arustamyan

PASSER-BY
She is tender like a sparrow's feather. Passer-by! Do you see her life's vehicle? Death is probably life's razor. She is dead or alive in her invented fable. Her heart is a stage for a phantom dancer. Passer-by! What is true in a temporary shelter? Passer-by! What is strange in this crowded spectacle? She may fall in love with a stranger as her heart is a stage for a phantom sailor. Passer-by! Which cave swallowed your phantom treasure? Ask your days as they might be clever! Try to guess which day will make an empty gesture!