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“The heart of Africa, a whispered dream, Botswana rises, a golden gleam. Where sky meets land in boundless grace, A wild, untamed, majestic space. Echoes of the Wild The Okavango, a watery maze, Reflects the sun in shimmering haze. Through channels deep, the mokoro glides, Where hippos grunt and secret life hides. The lion's roar, a primal sound, Vibrates through the sun-baked ground. Graceful giraffes with lofty stare, Nibble acacia in the dry, hot air. The elephant, a titan grand, Walks softly on this ancient land. Herds of zebra, a striped array, Gallop across the close of day. Wings in the Sapphire Sky Above, the fish eagle, keen and bright, Dives for its prey in dazzling light. The lilac-breasted roller, a jeweled delight, Flashes its colors in glorious flight. From tiny sunbirds to cranes so tall, A symphony of calls enthralls us all. Each feather, each song, a wondrous art, Woven into Botswana's beating heart. Guides of the Wilderness But deeper still, the magic grew, Through eyes that saw the world anew. Keller., with patient tread, Unveiled the secrets we had read. His voice low, his knowledge vast, Of creatures wild, from first to last. He spoke of habits, calls, and signs, Unraveling nature's intricate designs. From distant tracks to feathered wing, The wisdom that your spirit bring Transformed our journey, made it profound, On Botswana's sacred, hallowed ground. A Debt of Gratitude For every insight, every view, Our heartfelt thanks, Keller, to you. You opened our eyes, you filled our souls, With wonders that forever hold A special place, a memory bright, Of Botswana's wild and guiding light. With gratitude “