In the stillness of the endless dunes,
Where ancient winds weave stories untold,
The sands whisper secrets of forgotten times,
Under the watchful gaze of a silver moon.

The bustling souks alive with vibrant hues,
Fragrant spices dance upon the air,
Echoes of laughter and the call to prayer,
A tapestry of life, rich and rare.

In the oasis, palms sway gently,
A refuge from the sun’s relentless blaze,
The waters reflect the azure sky,
A moment of peace in the desert’s embrace.

As twilight descends, the stars awaken,
Guiding the nomads through the night,
Their stories carried on the cool breeze,
Under the crescent moon’s gentle light.