Contemplating Morocco

Sometimes, inbetween hunting for news and trying to understand, I forget why I love this country so much. From the souqs to the sea, from the High Atlas to the dunes... it is remarkable. Sometimes it is good to sit still and simply remember.


Everything is OK
At the beginning of each hour the radio diffuses
The great heart’s beats



The walls do not suffer any trouble in the lungs
The streets can with a little effort be cleaned
From the trace of tears
The sky needs but a few touches
And a few recent photos of some angels




Even those who died because of you
Will forgive you in a delightful feast

Ahmed Barakat - Casablanca 1993

Tags: Morocco, Fès, travel, Moroccan