By briana kassia
Date: 2006 May 15
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Sacred Place

I look south
and east
at dawn
and dusk
you are
my Mecca

and the day spirals across
a seared blue sky
cracked glass tiles
cobalt and azure
every hour closer
to you

and the muezzin
the sacred caller cries
out from the highest towers
with songs that ring echoes
across the dusty city
that is my longing
for you