(I got an early Christmas surprise recently, a heartattack on Dec.18th. This piece is a reflection on that. I wrote it in Swedish first, then reworked it in English, so am including both versions here.)

BODY HICCUPS

My body stopped for a moment,
A hiccup it was,
A temporary pause,
Cause for concern,
My heart took a wrong turn,
Condition far from sound,
But it was my soul I found,
That ran and hid in the shadow,
Because it didn’t know,
What mattered anymore,
Shaken to the core,
As if all that is me,
Character, personality,
Stumbled behind,
Unable to find,
It’s footing anew,
After what it’d gone through,
But eventually, I begin to see,
My soul edging towards its recovery,
But slowly,
Ever so slowly.

KROPPENS HICKA

Kroppen stannade en stund,
En hicka,
Tillfälligt spricka,
Tillståndet långt från sund,
Men själen blev skrämmde,
Bestämde gömma sig i en skugga,
Osäkert om vad gällde nu,
Visst inte om det dugga,
Som att vem jag är,
Det hela mig,
Snubblade bakom,
Men äntligen det återhämta sig,
Dock så småningom.