In the many instances that I've traveled along the mostly deserted roads of the Davao highway, south of the Philippine islands, I have always been fascinated by this mosque, modest in size and design, that used to sport chipping off paint along the coast of Santa Cruz, Davao del Sur's northernmost municipality. But they've recently managed a fresh dab of paint. I've always wanted to stop and gaze by the roadside, but this somehow never materialized. After all, a sinewy road flanked by the eastern ocean and the cantankerous hill westward is never an ideal place to linger..
So one day, I stopped. I stood in front and just stared for a couple of minutes while I was wrapped in a state of frozen stasis. Somewhere in the vicinity in barrio Loay stands this simple beauty. An imam decked in traditional muslim frock motioned that I could see it up close, but I just smiled, shrugged and thanked him for his kindness. Isn't it mysterious what sets our soul to rest? Yet there are raging wars all over the region. My God is a Catholic God, but I know there's a universal Almighty who answers to the deepest desires of peaceful men. Let war be a figment of a bad dream. Please.
This is the Eye in the Sky!
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