Holiness pierced her eyes as a union of lavenders and peachy hues transformed a sunrise above the nomad’s camp in the semi-Gobi. 

The discovery of playful buoyancy in marshy salt lakes of Siwa lifted and cleansed her, a baptism before she was ready to take communion. 

A nocturnal boat ride along the Brunei River carried her through the portal of uncertainty,  rewarding her with a cabaret of fireflies illuminating the islands of mangroves. 

Walking one hundred kilometers in Galicia brought her a step closer to knowing herself and revealing which roads she’ll traverse next. 

Sunlight peaking through the curtains of snowdusted evergreens on icy roads towards Tartu beckoned her to witness the beauty that is her homecoming. 

The forced surrender of her body on the operating table in the Yonsei hospital introduced her to her own impermanence. 

And her Impermanence said:
    The beating of your heart may  
    Be a cadence to continue
    Sojourning across the world. 
    
 The meaning is always in the making
     So then-  
What will you make of me?