A Love Poem , October 2024

I raced up one hundred steps

Taking many deep breaths

Repeating, I’ve come from gay Paree

To meet you in Armenie

Still, you do not meet me

Under the walnut tree

Then, with the Holy Mother of God I made a plea

I’ve come from gay Paree

To meet her in Armenie

But she won’t meet me

Under the walnut tree

Holy Mother of God just looked at me

With eyes filled with melancholy

Struggling up another 100 stairs, this time to the cave

Where I finally had a brain wave!

With no time to waste

I ran with haste

To Saint Gregory the Illuminator

Help! I said, it’s getting later and later

I came from gay Paree to meet her in beautiful Armenie

But she won’t meet me, under the walnut tree

The next day I awoke with a feeling so light

Of pure delight!

She had finally agreed

To meet me

Under the walnut tree!

(As Anahit said, the power of St Gregory the Illuminator!)

Renu, Yerevan

October 2024