Thursday, September 27, 2007

Praying in the rain

Last year when the first rains arrived, my neighbours gathered on their outside passage and prayed to Allah in thanks.

Eyes closed, water dropping, mumbling prayers, thunder rumbling.

The young teen boy with his eyes closed and swaying lightly.

It was humbling to watch.

I am happy I got to witness such a scene of gratitude for such a natural event.

Appreciate the natural world and view the most simple events as miracles.

7 comments:

Revolving Credit said...

All the rain dancing and praying???

Are you in Jozi or the middle of the Gobi desert??

Champagne Heathen said...

It's true Rev... you're on to me... I have left the silly monogamous industrialised world to find meself a harem!

I currently am part of a desert caravan searching for the first sheikh. ... I think I got the wrong desert though. D'oh!

Revolving Credit said...

When in doubt, stop and drill for oil!

Champagne Heathen said...

AND THEN... If I find the oil I can become my own sheikh and make up my own harem!!... You keen to be part of the Champs' Harem, Rev??

Koekie said...

Hey champers - you can have some of my rain!!

I've been doing your work over here... I know it's not as immediate, but Europeans know nothing about Aids. What causes it? Can I get it? What happens when I get it? Isn't it just in South Africa? Anywho. Hope you're doing well, chick!

Anton said...

I heard Dennis Quaid hangs out at the Gobi. Awaiting a phoenix, or Meg Ryan, or something.

Champagne Heathen said...

Koeks - yeah! Excellent & thank you...or rather they should. Yes, I have heard shocked report backs from mates over on your side of the world about how little Northerns know about HIV or want to know about it.

And in this case, complacency breeds HIV...!