The Pretty Grains Of Sand In The Arabian Desert - Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI
Only in the pretty Desert of Arabia There are a lot of pretty and golden Grains of sands anywhere and everywhere Where they're very pretty and lovely In their shapes and in their brilliance Under the pretty and golden sun's exposure, When you look at these pretty grains of sands You feel that pretty feeling the same man had A million of years ago in the same spots, These pretty grains of sands were born Millions of years ago as pretty shapes Of the pretty rocks which were being eroded By the winds' erosion elements to be there And remained like man all these pretty years, These golden sands look pretty and brilliant Because of the sun's rays reflected on them, These tiny and golden grains of sand move Like us from one place to another to form Piles of pretty dunes of golden sands anywhere, We look at these pretty dunes and we feel happy With the pretty shapes they form over there, Man is a closer friend of these pretty and Brilliant grains of sands anywhere and everywhere, The pretty grains of sand fly away coming to us Or they emigrate like us from a place to another, Nature's pretty and hard erosion works on the hard rocks Shaping billions of these grains of sand to us daily, and So on we come like these grains of sand until we Get aged and then we pass away immediately, but These grains of sand go to man's building houses And pretty palaces amid the pretty desert.
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