What Remains after a Fire

God bless us
from our furious ambitions
that push us to travel thousands of miles,
into the arms of strangers,
gods and demons.

Into the laps of men and women who are wrong for us.
Under the shadow of trees, familiar,
foreign,vanishing.
In a land where everyone understands
but no one really understands .

Back home. They say. Girl! You are on fire!
But you ask, what remains after a fire?
Things are born in one land. They fall apart in another.