DANCING ON A WING OF BREATH

The wind brought me here
into a hidden corner
on a rocky beach

something about the light
the sky and sea melting
into one, into me

the pounding waves
feeling like I look inside

and there she is, my mother
and all the mothers before her
dancing on a wing of breath

becoming my breath
and nothing can stop me now
from releasing a torrent of tears

for all those who’ve passed
and those wandering over the earth
in search of a new home

where bombs don’t fall.

–Agneta Falk


Poetry

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