Desert Storm Whisper
Rain taps the dust of Qatar’s skin,
a rare hymn on thirsty ground.
Thunder rolls like distant drums,
echoing across silent dunes.
Lightning splits the desert night
a fleeting vein of silver fire,
reminding the sands
that even stillness can awaken.
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