Rolling dunes

Thousands of tiny grains

Patched for life

Together in motions

Sweeping

Curling

Floating

Swaying

Pushing and rushing

In all directions

The dunes roll

Carried by the wind swept ground

Vast swathes of lands

Covered in sand so tight

To breathe it fights

The land takes fancy flights

Dancing the rolling dunes

To the lilting wind swept tunes

Churning at every wind wave

The land and the dunes seem gay

Snakelike patterns the dunes adorn

Each a living story told

Of lands the wind swept

And the secrets it kept

Drawings of secrets on the dunes

Has been happening for many moons

The sand grains and the dunes

Shadows of all that has gone through

Harbingers of the coming

Meantime the dunes roll

Waiting for the story

The wind will stroll.