I live in Borneo. Went out driving at dusk the other day, followed the road that runs by my house until it ended, turned right into an open field, and this is what I found.


Adzan

Twilight just beyond the city
Bathed in still blue, violet, pink
Palm and gentle rain

Summoned by a slow, sad song
To a sanctuary of green and glass
Purity and prayer

Hands, mouth, nose, pray
Face, hands, crown, ears, neck, feet, pray
Beholden in repentance and thankfulness

Memory and unison
The story of a prophet carried in a living language
A gathering to see and be seen by all



Words by CPom
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Written on 2010-04-22 at 05:17

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