If you set out on your journey to seek
the treasure of the island of Ithaca,
take your time, walk slowly.
if you see a beautiful woman
stop, fall in love with her.
As you walk to beautiful landscape,
sit down and enjoy the view, the silence.
Then when you reac Ithaca,
if you don't find the treasure,
don't get discouraged,
Your journey is the treasure.
by: Konstantinos Kavalis(1911)
"Sudan is not really a country at all, but many. A composite layers, like a genetic fingerprint of memories that were once fluid, but have since crystallized out from the crucible of possibility" Jamal Mahjoub, a Sudanese novelist
2 comments:
sure thing...our journey is the treasure and often times we don't know that until we're about 2 lose it :)
Yes, we always take things for granted :)
I love this poem, its simple yet very expressive.
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