In the still of infinity glows Sahara, lying bare,
the wind blows in her, disheveling strands of her hair;
mills of God grind slowly but surely;
Luna has surfaced, surfing on duny waves, like an alchemyst,
in her flare, love's embrace, dream-filled heart quakes
Lady Night has spread out her astral canvas.
Glowing Sahara © Ladanseuse
English translation of Žhnoucí Sahara dated 18. 7. 2024,
based on the Czech concept writ. during Liter Art using given words [transl.] Sahara, the still, Luna, mill, love, edited & published on 18. 7. 2024
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