A dhow glides silently across the blue lagoon, Sails billow gently in the following breeze. Drawing an arrow wake behind it,
Watched from afar by a silent Sphinx, Who has seen so much,
But has nothing to say.
Whilst behind waving palms
The sand dunes whisper and sing. Their tops lifted by the wind, Forever changing shape.
Twilight comes and night gently falls.
The Milky Way drifts like a soft chiffon scarf Across a dark blue velvet sky,
A pi dog barks, harshly shattering the peace. A camel answers with a groaning grunt. Quiet wavelets lap the sandy shore,
And at last, all is hushed and tranquil.