On The Other Side Of Hope Poem by Janina Degutyte

Today I saw you off
on your immeasurably long journey
To the other side..
To where you are now,
on the other side of the mirror.
On the other side of hope.
So much suffering must have had a meaning.
Everything has a meaning.
I don't believe that this small heap
of frozen February earth
is the end of a life.
Just one falling star
can light up the darkest night.

You always begged me not to die,
for how would you live alone?
Could it be that this agony
was meant to bond us closer than joy?