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In the northern sky, the swallow flies

with its thin wings, sculpted in the wind,
no longer making a nest under the eaves, but only
in the marks on the skin — a covenant.

A freckle sits obediently, like a witness,
on a cheek waiting to bloom,
and a fibroid, in its guardian silence,
keeps a heavenly story in the body.

The swallow returns without a trace,
but you feel it — in a dream, in your warm skin —
it is a sign that summer will come again with the sun
and that pain, at the same time hope, hides in its folds.

It no longer makes a nest in wood and humus,
but in the secret of a silent woman,
who in a land of snow and frost
has learned to fly even without sifted wings.
The Swallow from Solna

Under the pale sky of silent Råsunda, a swallow passes — but who sees it? It flies low, among the hurried footsteps, in a world of glass, asphalt and ivy on the wall.

You don't look for it under bridges or wooden eaves — it nests in lost moments, in a sigh, in a ray in the shutter, in your long gaze, searching for a route.

There is no nest where there is no silence, no flight when there is no warm May wind. But you, woman of Solna, feel it — like a memory with wings under the leaves.

When it is not seen, it still exists: in your fine signs, in the outline of longing. The swallow is not missing — it is only silent, and it nests in your dreaming body.