Beneath the endless desert sky, Where golden dunes in silence lie, A caravan of shadows trails, Through shifting sands and whispered tales.
The camels sway, a rhythmic dance, Across the land of vast expanse. A nomad leads with steadfast stride, The Sahara’s secrets by their side.
The sun dips low, the day grows old, And paints the sands in hues of gold. A journey etched in time's embrace, Through Morocco’s serene, timeless space.