Beneath the blazing Chigaga sun, we stand,
In the heart of the desert, an endless sea of sand.
The heat shimmers, waves dance on golden dunes,
In this magical place, where day turns to night, and noon to noons.
The stars above, like diamonds, they gleam,
In the vast night sky, a celestial dream.
The silver moon casts its soft, cool light,
Guiding us through the desert, a lantern in the night.
The camel, noble creature of the desert’s grace,
Carries us through this vast, endless space.
With swaying steps and silent sighs,
It’s in the tranquil desert that our spirits truly rise.
The sand dunes rise and fall, a timeless ebb and flow,
In shades of gold and orange, they softly glow.
They whisper tales of ancient days, of windswept, secret lore,
In this tranquil, endless desert, I could ask for nothing more.
An amazing, peaceful place, where time stands still,
A land of ancient wonders, a place of tranquil will.
Chigaga’s beauty, its boundless embrace,
Fills my soul with wonder, in this sacred, tranquil place.
— By By Judith T. —