Stanislava Stanoeva
Photo: extranoise
free to choose my self
covered with sky
as with a human skin
I’ll mark the road for the innocent one
for him to reach the lies
underneath, white wings will shed down
to follow the course of the sinful one
by steps
I will make
Engravings
which only the blind man can see
amidst the axiom of time
I’ll hear in the silence
all prodigal sons returning to the herd
and now I leave,
for freedom
to ensnare me
Translated from Bulgarian by Svetlana Komogorova – Komata
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