Absolution's Font: Mosque of Ibn Tulun, Cairo, Egypt

Await the zenith of the sun, cross clay courtyard a beckoning barefoot walked, heartstring undone, Oh Lord, there’s love, no reckoning. Soundless clarion of tears fall toward absolution’s bright blessing, within the domed sabil I call... Oh Lord, there’s love, no reckoning. The fountain's dry, but not my eyes sounds of grace rebound, amazing, Amazing Grace, sang such as I Oh Lord, there’s love, no reckoning. We are but one beneath the sun for all our fears and wandering all creation our companion... Oh Lord, there’s love, no reckoning. Let spirit rise on minaret and phantom penitents come hieing all is well, we are God’s get Oh Lord, there’s love, no reckoning. Peace is not a relationship of nations. It is a condition of mind brought about by a serenity of soul. Peace is not merely the absence of war. It is also a state of mind. Lasting peace can come only to peaceful people. Jawaharlal Nehru (1889 - 1964)