Naneh Sarma and Amu Nowruz As the golden wings of sunlight slowly spread on the veranda, their warmth call Naneh Sarma out of her sleep Within a few moments, Amu Noruz arrives at the city gate with blessings in his warm eyes. But before entering the city, he dismounts his horse and picks a field marigold that has just blossomed in his presence; he then rides up into the orchard to visit his beloved. He tethers his horse on the other side of the fountain pool and walks to the veranda where he sees Old Woman Winter sitting in all her glory. But he finds her asleep and snoring softly. Amu Noruz smiles and thinks that he loves her too much to wake her. Instead, he sits beside her and places the field marigold on her chest. He then throws a pinch of wild rue into the brazier, pours himself a glass of tea and has it with two sugar cubes, places a hot charcoal on the qalyan's top and takes a drag or two. Afterwards, he cuts an orange into two equal halves, has one half with sugar-s! weetened water and leaves the other half for Naneh on a plate. At the end, he grabs a pair of tongs and buries all the glowing pieces of charcoal in the ashes of the brazier to protect them from dying down. He caresses Naneh Sarma's cheeks, kisses her on the lips very gently, walks to his horse and rides into the city with the gift of spring in his body and soul. As the golden wings of sunlight slowly spread on the veranda, their warmth call Naneh Sarma out of her sleep. She looks around and sees
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