MIROSLAVA PANAYOTOVA

 

Robots

 

The same

Faces

The same

Smiles

They walk on the screen

They don't stop for a moment

The same people

With the same roles

They look smaller

From little robots

 

Earth And Sky

 

Heaven builds us

In different ways

With the light on the wall

on the branches on the ground

With the magic of eternal space

With the colors of its palette

in the morning and in the night

In the hope that it is dawn again

I think heaven builds us

The earth just helps it

 

The River

 

The river gives life

to humans, birds and fish.

The firmament shines,

it makes huts in the river.

The river flows smoothly

with a veil of light trees.

It blocks the road, it cuts

the ground with a cool machete.

The river has a dream

and it is a dream itself.

 

It sinks into dense foliage.

The sun plays on it.

 

MIROSLAVA PANAYOTOVA