My friends, the Sufis, are celebrating the holiest hight of the year tonight – the Night of Power – it is to be found in the month of Ramadan, usually on the 27th night. Well, I am going to try to join them and perhaps be among those whom the angels take in their arms and hug!
“Come, come, whoever you are. Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving. It doesn’t matter. Ours is not a caravan of despair. come, even if you have broken your vows a thousand times. Come, yet again, come, come.”