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SANDS I set foot on the sands of
the Arabian Gulf In Nineteen Seventy Nine; The sands, since then,
have swallowed me up, And consumed all of my
time; My time has been spent, in
work and in prayer, Through the warm Arabian
Nights; The nights have exploded
and lifted me up, To wondrous towering
heights. The streets are all paved
with 24K Gold, In the mystic Middle East; The Gold is so pure,
spreading an array, Of a gala sumptuous feast; The feasts are so many and
time has so sweetly, Played on my favorite
song; The love songs of life,
that keep on playing, Moving me on and on. The nights are lit up,
from the skies above, By a million or more
stars; The twinkling stars that
shine out of the dark, Are like watchful eyes
from mars; The eyes that peer ‘neath
black silk veils, Of sweet and charming
faces; The faces of fortune, in
oil rich sands, Of sleek and flowing
graces. How many times have I left
these sands, To return and roost back
home; But the sands keep
calling, luring me back, To its great mosques and
domes; The domes that keep
shining, reflecting the warmth, Of the sizzling noon day
sun; The sun that keeps
rolling, simmering the sand, Around almost everyone. A Home away from home, is
what I’ve found, In these hot burning
sands; The sands of time, that
have kept me so close, To these wonderful Arabian
Lands; The land of Prophets and a
great belief, That one man toiled and
taught; A teacher so mighty that
none could defeat, Even though, they, in vain
fought.
Let me rest beneath the
burning sand, When my day s over and
done; Let my day be near, so I
can lay my head, Beneath the scorching sun; Let the sun shine bright,
through all of time, In this beautiful
bounteous land; Let the land flourish and
grow on to become, A heaven on earth so
grand. Fazli Sameer - COSSAF, Ministry Of Defence, Seeb, Muscat, Sultanate
of Oman 1992 |