Come, come whoever you are
Wanderer, worshiper, lover of leaving
Ours is no caravan of despair
Come, yet again, come
There were a huge mix of people at the shrine: many pilgrims, a busload of Russian tourists, and us. Inside the shrine, there was a tomb where the pilgrims were praying. We couldn't take any photographs inside, unfortunately. The tiles, woodwork, and stonework were spectacularly beautiful. Here are a few of pictures from outside the shrine:
And one picture I copied from the internet of the interior of the tomb:

See what I mean?
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