Armenia

Rest upon a weary rock
And reflect on what will be,
Take time out to stand in shade,
And look without to glory see

The sun, it belts a mighty heat,
And delivers so a tune
So becoming to the One
Who listens high at noon.

Race towards a brighter future,
Know the land is ever still,
Waiting for a love of nature
To infiltrate, and stifle, kill.

The episode of life renews
Itself amidst the storms,
And reels in sun-kissed new horizons
Ever true to form.