[...] When, after nightfall, a traveller in Egyptian cities comes upon coloured lanterns, tents set up in the middle of the square, decorated minarets, when strong scents tickle his nose and make his mouth water, when he hears the sound of chanting and music from flutes and tambourines and a repeated chorus of Allah! Allah! Allah!, I would tell him not to hesitate to stop, to let himself be carried away into the purificatory dance of the zikr, essaying a momentary experience of ecstasy.
M.M.