04.02.2010

*medina sound*

*hidden* in the *medina* again......and disappeared in a *house*....listening....
the *sound* of Essaouira.....
the *first* morning prayer.....*silence*.....wake up, wake up, my beloved *city*.....listening the sound of the cooking gas....*boiling* water....feets walking in the alleys....*meow*.....a roaring motorscooter....or two or three...metal sound of moving gas bottles......*splish*splash*.....running water of the public fountain.......barking street dogs.... sound of open and closing wooden doors....*blue*blue* wooden doors.....sparrows singing on the rooftops....fighting in the courtyard of the house ;)......girls *laughing*.....feets walking....tourists talking....language *melange*.......taking pictures.......sound of a *cedarwood* worker...drunken ones in the night....glass is breaking...*singing & *fighting*.....inbetween *seagulls*.....and the sound of the *waves*...branding on the medina wall....of Essaouira...

what a *bliss* :)

image: petra hassan

P.S.:....woke up one night and *wondering*...*listened* the sound of a *magic carpet* passing by......*magic* Essaouira ;)

Kommentare:

  1. I can almost belive I am there when I read this. And magic carpet, I would love to hear it pass by

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  2. Himbeer10.2.10

    In Hanover I only hear the silence snow and sirens of the ambulance near by...

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