To my Mother
You open the door of my dream
Light is flowing from the room’s corners
Where I sleep not
Your simple white dress
Does not touch the floor
But covers your feet
The whole of you is made of peace
You open the windows of my soul
You’ve already torn out the roof of my heart
I cannot see the end of this beauty
I cannot close my eyes
Except on your bosom
That’s where you hugged me
And embraced my trembling shoulders
With your hands
You’re putting my thoughts and nerves at peace
You came here smelling like yourself
Like our first hugging
You brought the placenta where you swayed me
Your hands that carried me
Your heart that fed me
You came here to tell me
That you are still here
Translated from Serbian into English by Maja L. Markovich
and English translation proofread by Dushica Ivanovich