O chameleon, now maligned of the Arabs, amongst the leaves of the orange tree: ‘red and green and blue are, as you so well know, the primal colours: the red of the Fire, the green of the Garden, the blue of the endless skies: you are not two-faced but as multifaceted as His creation, pointing to the very cure if they would understand – the dua of Sidi ‘Ali al-Jamal, ‘Allahumma, keep us in change’. And, die Hoffnung lauert, for your name is held in reverence by some, a very few – those who link it to battle, to the spear and to the plunder of the mihrab.