From "Out of Africa"

 

If I know a song of Africa, of the giraffe and the African new moon lying on her back, of the plows in the fields and the sweaty faces of the coffee pickers, does Africa know a song of me? Will the air over the plain quiver with a color that I have had on, or the children invent a game in which my name is, or the full moon throw a shadow over the gravel of the drive that was like me, or will the eagles of the Ngong Hills look out for me?”

― Isak Dinesen AKA Karen Blixen.

This is Karen Blixen trying to capture the essence of her life in Kenya East Africa. This desire arises when you separate yourself from the beauty that you are experiencing.  Sadly this feat of the imagination can not be done.    

DT

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