Look at what their faces show.
They have not been on safari.
It is not the animals they seek, as into the jungle
they go, with steadfast hearts. They are not
but have people both to learn from and teach
on their mission: a mission called life.
They have heard the lessons of the Mother
on that dark continent, where life began
and is oftentimes renewed. They have been
away for thirty years. Have they begun yet
to call Azania home?
This poem, written by invitation, is a reaction to a photo posted by Carol on Write At Home http://writeathome.wordpress.com/2006/06/06/poetic-picture/ For a close view, click on the picture.