I am a lone Bedouin and how strange this Nomadic race?
The legend says of Pharaoh but I have never seen them.
I see through my tattered tent the far away red star in altitude
And it must be Aldebaran.
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Great atmosphere in this one. Loneliness raised to the level of an art form. Excellent, Nimal. Always your friend, Sandra
I hear the music of the Duduc playing as I read this remarkable poem with it's exquisite imagery and gentle melancholy. Very moving. Love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥