In the land of mint tea hospitality
the sands of time shift more slowly
under the feet of braying camels
and the scales of dancing cobras.
The azaan echoes over the Atlas,
and all bow to prayer.
This picture may or may not be of the Atlas Mountains in the Morocco. I don't know because I didn't take the picture nor do I stake any claims to it. All I know is that I find the picture inspiring enough to write from it and I wanted to share it with it everyone.