The Fireplace

I moved to another planet
I am welcomed
Not missed, never met
With the aliens in my home net

I am freezing,
But I am standing in front of an invisible fireplace
I never notice, the fires of my past
Craving to reach for me,
Craving to trespass

The fireplace, finally gives up
I can see it, the flames of my friends
I finally warm up
My hand extends,
Only to greet.
How good my friends are,
They are godsend.