Across the Singing Dunes

Scorched and singing dunes
constantly shift on a searing wind
in ruthless light.

Colour swathes, veil a noble head,
robes billow over proud shoulders,
arrow straight.
He rides a haughty, aquarian beast,
on shifting gold
across ancestral trails.

Undulating peace moulds his world,
soporific progress
bides the day,
while vague horizons know
illusion's liquid light,
failing to deceive perception's heir.

Tuareg fires define nomadic life
and light a destination darkness hid,
he sleeps where constellations mark address,
an elder held in dignity and pride,
a prince among the scorched
and singing dunes.