Bodies in Meditation

When my mind was still,
I had a dream.

I heard my children’s voices
ask, Mommy, what is love?

And then, a plane crash
like an answer,

steel grinding on people,
so vivid that my eyes

jerked open
to fill with tears.

I am still trying to figure
out what it means,

but I think it has to do
with letting go.

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