other than the fact of the magnificent sight of the Sultan Qaboos Grand Mosque that always makes me catch my breath every time i turn into my neighborhood, i love hearing that maghreb call to prayer. yesterday, just as i was to shut the balcony door, the call to prayer echoed into my ears and i stood there, holding the door's handle, and i faced the large dome and towering minarets and held my breath for that long moment where time seems to stop.
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
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