written and photographed by Mary L. Peachin
May 2000, Vol. 4 No. 8
The shimmering gold of the man’s silk shirt made him seem to sparkle amidst the crowd of prostrating pilgrims. Reaching his hands towards heaven, he bent his knees to the stone courtyard, then flattened his body as he slid forward into a prone position, using envelope-sized mats to protect the palms of his hands.