the wind whispers

across the sand dunes,lazily stretching for miles

the laughter of people,conversing in a language unknown

the sand shifts,flowing, leaving exquisite patterns

of artistry in the hot,lifeless sand as  the 

sun mercilessly beats down

not a trickle of water to be found,

but there is life abundant in this oven

beauty etched in the landscape,raw,untouched by civilization

from the mighty roar of the lion,basking in its glory

to the tiniest cricket,ushering in the night

the Kalahari is a marvel,a beauty to behold

intoxicating,beckoning to the nature lover


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