One day in the desert a bedouin looked up and saw a mirage shimmering ahead. Not water, but the splendor of a dazzling girl.

In the thirsty, burning desert among dry thorns, under a shadowless sun he tried to reach her but instead of that marvelous love he found death.

In his immaterial, immortal sleep he still saw the splendor of that girl shimmering ahead, an eternal mirage. And in his endless dream he began to walk looking for her.

~Avetik Isahakian