You, eternal love for child, how did you fall into me, <br />Like a kind and gentle seed fallen on the desert floor, <br />That clinged to the other buds, waiting for a long, long while, <br />Guiding its juices in vain to the currents of the earth? <br /> <br />Of childhood I remember, before any other love, <br />That for parent, for sister, I felt so like the father <br />Of the child that was to come, of him who was within me, <br />A love of endless circle, from myself toward myself. <br /> <br />I would see him just as if he were a little brother, <br />I would see him as spirit, and I would see him as flesh <br />And oft - you'd think - descended, onto the face of a boy.... <br /> <br />Ah, my boy, who used to live so close to me at one time, <br />He has left now, forever; and in the clouds, sometimes, <br />Among those white, passing clouds, there I still find him... yes... still...<br /><br />Vahan Tekeyan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/to-my-child/
