“Sheikh Muhaiyaddeen”
“The friends now split into two groups with Stilla and Sonca heading off to do some planning and the three girls and Gilberto walking back toward the main cave. As they approached it, they saw a small man dressed completely in white, with even his head wrapped in a white keffiyeh scarf. The man was standing still just outside the exit of the cave. His head was angled at forty-five degrees, and he was staring up toward the sky. He wore a pure-white beard that reached only as high as his jawline. The whiteness of his beard, teeth, and clothing dramatically set off the blackness of his eyes. These eyes were rapt. His face glowed brilliantly. He appeared to be gazing at some heavenly marvel that utterly thrilled him. The four friends waited until they caught the gaze of the holy man. With supreme dignity, he walked up to them. “My name is Sheikh Muhaiyaddeen. I am a Sufi and have been led here by Allah.” He inclined his head slightly.” (from “Palace of Perfect Wisdom”)