Dream,

I dreamed of a House where simple elegance marries tradition,

• Where wrought iron merges with wood,
• Where zellige borders on bejmat,
• Where you can see the clouds through the roof,
• Where the fireplace crackles in winter.

I dreamed of a House where Travelers are free to walk barefoot,

• Where cakes bake to music,
• Where the scent of mint tea intoxicates,
• Where we share Friday couscous,
• Where the jams are homemade.

I dreamed of a house where bouquets of flowers reign throughout the seasons,

• Where “Things” have a Name and tell a Story,
• Where the fountain dances and the water tells,
• Where incense soothes,
• Where candles light at sunset.

I dreamed of a House where every call to prayer is poetry,

• Where oriental magic works as soon as the door opens,
• Where lying down at night allows you to converse with the stars,
• Where dreams may be eternal…