Sahib

Aye, my great Sahib.
I am just a dweeb.
A poor lowly servant.
Help me to understand.

The desert is most kind.
A great friend of mine.
Blessed with much sand.
A most hallowed land.

Great Allah shines so.
Even when winds blow.
Sand is so generous.
Sometimes it is venomous.

But the sand is always here.
It is always willing to share.
Great temples will arise.
But still the sand survives.

The sand is friendly to all.
It listens to your loud call.
The sand is never doomed.
There is always plenty of room.