Thursday, November 4, 2010
A post for the South Africa Pilgrimage Blog
Today's heavy experiences inspired the following reflection:
Africa by Ruth E. Perry, MD
Into a flying cocoon I curl
Into the primordial whorl
Of the motherland.
In human creation's cradle
Standing on mountain's table
Will I be able
To see diasporas past and to come?
Migrations outward created diversity
Can we fathom our different similarities.
Different names, mean the same.
We all thirst for the grail's elixir.