A caravan crosses the Sahara. The wind moves through them “as if there were no one on the dunes.” What if that’s not a poetic exaggeration, but the truest thing in the passage?
A reading of Nobel Prize-winning author J.M.G. Le Clézio’s Desert through the lens of Advaita Vedanta — where the line between the one who walks and the sand walked upon quietly stops holding.
