This song fills my heart with longing and a sweet sense of sadness, reminding me of who I am and where I once began. But it’s the best kind of longing, not the heavy, crippling kind which used to follow me through all my days after leaving the African continent.
No, today I am merely grateful that I got to live through such an amazing childhood, filled with so much beauty & wonder.
Today I listen to Paul Simon’s song with happy tears in my eyes and think of my version of Africa, the version that will remain dear to me for the rest of my life.
Today I sit & listen to this sweet lullaby of time gone by and think about Nelson Mandela; his passing, the childhood hero he used to be and the privilege of spending my days under the same African skies as a man of his magnitude.
May you rest in peace, under African skies…