Whisper the dunes in their silent embrace,
Beneath the ancient sky's wistful face.
Echoes ride winds like songs unfurled,
Sculpting dreams 'neath bleached sunlight's swirl.

Amongst the grains, secrets nest unseen,
Tales of time, both stark and serene.
Ripples trace a path through the sleepless night,
As stars blink slowly out of sight.