"Soaring"
I am made of bronze and wind,
between the earth and the heavens.
Wings tired, but spread,
dream of flight in the desperate days.
My hand keeps the last hope,
and the other keeps secrets in silence.
I stand - not fallen, but not flying,
forever remaining in an inevitable moment.
Poem and sculpture - Elena Minkova Aya ARte
Bronze - 20cm. with pedestal