(Inspired by a Crimean Tatar Friend) Jan 2016, Kiev, Ukraine Red red Desire burning in the eyes. lost staring deep in the fire, A young young bride on that cold Mongolian night. Thoughts of her future Were dancing in the fire Her heart flames in uncertainty Her fears shouting shadows from the fire. Who could have told her than! Her sons and daughters Riding on the wings of desire are destined to travel and rule Strange strange people and far far lands in not so distant time. Just few hundred years apart Knot by knot Birth after birth Wars after wars Fire after fire among strange people, among strange times,…