On The Other Side Poem by Zyw Zywa

He sets out two cups, puts water
on the fire to which I warm myself
says sweet words and says
that I don't have to worry

can safely go to sleep and certainly
must not hide between walls
of fear, because because
we have friends

all we know is already there for a long time
all we give is not ours
but received, because we are there
for each other, and he embraces me

silently in front of the window
I surrender in his scent
hand in hand
we watch the stars

hand in hand
they proceed over the sky
on the other side of the river
smoke is circling

peace