The imam begins his trek before dawn, his long robe billowing like a ghost through empty streets. In this dark, quiet hour, his thoughts sometimes drift back to the Egyptian farming village where he was born.

a portrait of a man whom I'm sure I would disagree with but seems from the portrait a seeker of truth and a wise person to know
Ma'assalama

A Muslim Leader in Brooklyn, Reconciling 2 Worlds - New York Times