The Sahara Ocean

The Sun scorching on the Sahara Ocean Marvels at my delicate skin with a sun tan It is a vast ocean of sand Lying restfully in the scorching sun Severe sand storms Shower mud made shelters As the sand moves south This is the formidable Sahara Occupied by religious scholars Covered regularly in protective shawls As they scrape the sands Off their door steps A peaceful sound Announces spirituality Allowing endless space for study Only those with strength Can survive this barren society At night lingers a sophisticated sadness While the burnt out brown skins In the strange cold, gaze at the stars Somewhere there is solitude Lined up in silver clouded sands The stylemark of the Sahara Ocean Copyright 2005 - Sylvia chidi