From my window I see the big desert,
That seems so quite, then all of a sudden
I hear a hissing and swooshing sound
The desert sand blows across my window
Blowing sand all over and making the air thick with dust.
In a distant I see a camel walk by
not bothered of the blowing sand
for he is used to it, living in the desert.
I decide to take a walk across the desert
As it seems so welcoming
With the sand dunes all around
The sand seems to flow like a river,
My feet sink into the sand,
Leaving big footprints,
But when I turn back I see no foot prints in the sand
For it’s gone with the wind.
I see a caravan approaching,
I stand by to watch them
When they see me they give me a smile
Their camels are laden with goods to be traded
Across the borders that join the deserts and the cities.
As I walk further I spot an Oasis and see Camels
quenching their thirst from it
Tents are pitched and there are some families
Sitting besides the oasis, and chatting,
smoking the Hukka and sipping Kava (Black Arabic coffee)
Two little children playing in the sand
They seemed so calm and relaxed
As it was getting late, I headed back.
And realize that this is life in the Desert.