BlackLuster

Here I do visit
And from under the eternal stars
Rejuvenate from many lands have I paid homages in times past.
I have XSD (crossed) the sea of sand
To reach the purple Radfan mountains.
Heard I then the Trig El Bill:-
‘The wind passes like a caress over the waves of the desert sands
And the caravan leaves no more trace than a bird’s wing
In the air or fish in water.
Let us flee the crowd for in the multitude there is
No salvation.

Ua La Shauk Fel-Qiyama.
Anni Ja Allah

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