Desert journey

Sun with its glowing grace raised,
Bending my knees for the divinity I praised,
To start my journey on that land,
Sunny and stromy the land of sand,
Sitting over a humpy animal to ride,
From my land to the sand side,
it seemed as the ocean dried,
in which no dropp of water laid,
Sun over my head was glowing,
Under the glowing sun I was streaming,
As I moved aside a oasi of blue water,
Its not less than a miracle matter,
As my camel moved his steps foward,
My journey in the desert continued further.

poem by Winston Dsouza Dsouza Taccode
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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