I am enchanted by these lines across landscapes and city noises. Are traveler's blood, what gives life to the you're looking for and confuses the already was lost. I'm attracted to roads that do not go anywhere, sometimes because my place is the road itself.
A bishop afraid in Uzbekistan, a priest who plucks the bells in Iran, a group of women who smoke and do not wear headscarves in Iraq, a community of respected Christians in Syria, a cathedral next to a mosque in Lebanon, a man who refuses to leave "the land where Jesus was born"" Jordan. A great story of Christianity in the Middle East.