THAT VERY SMALL PATH

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Happiness is, perhaps, similar

To poetry:

It is born suddenly, even from nothing.
In my hard life
I have passed through so many wide roads,
But the happiness I have endlessly sought
I found today
Beside this very small path,
Where your hands
Suddenly with such warm devotion
Descended upon my shoulders. . .

-Paruir MIKAELIAN (b. 1924)

translated by Mischa Kudian, 1974

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[Picture: That very small path by reading_is_dangerous (2000?)]