Desert’s Rain in Winter

A whisper of rain

Dashed across my windowpane

With cold steps

Untying the brown clouds

To bare the furtive

Dark blanket

That brazed

With untold glum

On the Sandy day

Of the winter desert.

A Lady’s Sun Set in Saudia

 

Shining eyes behind the veils savor;

Golden globe behind the shining clouds.

Hidden behind the veils,

The spirits get  the fire.

The warmth and beauty reach out

After the veils.

The veil grows clear as,

Rays sparkle in through the clouds.

The veils flutters in slow rhythm,

As Scarlet cloudlets fly apart.

The veil grows darker,

The splendor plummets into safe horizon.