Between Dunes and Heavens

Under the golden glow of sunset, at the edge of endless sands, stood a woman whose silhouette was not merely flesh and bone, but woven from the very essence of the desert. Her veil, shaped by the wind, merged with the dunes, while the golden domes of a distant mosque shimmered as if holding the secrets of time.

Above her, a bird with wide wings soared, a messenger of the heavens, carrying a whispering truth on the wind: the world is a bridge, and the steps upon it are fleeting—only what we leave in the hearts of others lasts forever.

Between dunes and heavens, she walked, not searching for a path but feeling it, as the stars slowly claimed the horizon, silent witnesses to the thoughts she left written in the sand. ✨🏜️🌙