Jim Taylor
Africa does get into your spirit ...
Thursday, January 25, 2018, 07:12

I miss living there. I miss life in the bush. The cities don't appeal to me but I loved staying in the bush with folks who still live like 100 years ago. Though even that is changing in some places.

Not sure I will go back, though some are urging me to take them for a visit. We will see.

AFRICA

When you have acquired a taste for the dust,
and the scent of our first rain,
You're hooked for life on Africa
and you'll not be right again.

Until you can watch the setting moon
and hear the jackals bark,
And know they are around you
waiting in the dark.

When you long to see the elephants
or hear the coucal's song,
When the moonrise sets your blood on fire,
then you've been away too long.

It is time to cut the traces loose,
and let your heart go free,
Beyond that far horizon
where your spirit yearns to be.

Africa is waiting - come!
Since you've touched the open sky
And learned to love the rustling grass
and the wild fish eagle's cry.

You'll always hunger for the bush;
for the lion's rasping roar,
To camp at last beneath the stars
and to be at peace once more.
-author unknown