Desert Light ☼ ᨒ ོ ོ𖥧 ོ

 Indeed, every sunrise is a battle won,

A quiet victory fought with none—
No swords, no cries, just night undone,
By gold that spills from a waking sun.

There’s something about a Dubai sunrise,
Where silence holds the breath of skies,
And towers gleam like whispered dreams,
In desert air that softly gleams.

The dunes, like waves, begin to glow,
Mirroring fire in a patient flow.
City and sand in calm embrace—
Steel and dust in perfect grace.

It tells me: rise, endure, become,
That even stillness can overcome.
Indeed, every dawn is a war we win—
And here.. that truth begins..