Ellen Shaw

Land of The Two Holy Mosques

With the sand beneath my feet
I stand
Set free

Blue skies painted red
The moon glows upon my abaya
Somewhere not too far away
The call to prayer sings out
Rings out
Across the city
Men wearing white thobes
Head towards the mosque
To pray
To nourish the soul

With the sand beneath my feet
Lost in thought
Set free

Camels carry dreams
Stored like precious water
Travelers from lands afar
Remember why you came
Here to the land
Of promise
Is it sand that feeds your family?
Or sand
That feeds
your soul?

With the sand beneath my feet
I stand
Set free

Submitted: Wednesday, January 09, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, January 09, 2013
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