Call It Secrets Poem by Zyw Zywa

The world is divided
but I learned to tie
the pieces together

to patterns, and still
I saw more and more differences
so I searched for connection

in religion and the One
soul of mankind
in which you have to believe

because it cannot be seen
in the divided world
in which I live, surviving, and

the other is a stranger
however much I know about him
even if he is my dearest

there is plenty to guess
I call it secrets
that comes close

to the mystery