Beneath the golden sun, the desert lies,
With tales of ancient times and endless skies.
The whispering winds of history unfold,
As secrets of the dunes are softly told.
The call to prayer that echoes through the air,
A melody that carries hearts to where
The soul finds peace amidst the arid land,
In unity, the faithful firmly stand.
The bustling souks with treasures to behold,
Spices, silks, and stories yet untold.
A tapestry of life in every street,
Where past and present harmoniously meet.
Beneath the stars, the nomadsâ fires burn,
Their songs and stories teach us to discern
The beauty in simplicity and grace,
A timeless bond in this enchanting place.