The Ship with a Hunch

The sands whisper tales of the Ship of the Desert,

A beast with a hump, where the sun's fire is kept.

He carries the nomad, a guide and a friend,

Through journeys that never seem destined to end.

His eyes, like dark pools, reflect starlight so bright,

They pierce through the darkness, a beacon of night.

His lashes, long curtains, shield him from the storm,

As fierce winds of desert his weathered form warm.

His breath, a white plume, in the heat haze takes flight,

A silent defiance against endless sunlight.

His call, a low rumble, a song of the dunes,

A melody sung 'neath the pale, crescent moons.

He kneels with a sigh, on the sun-baked expanse,

A gift of life offered, a watery chance.

His hump, a life raft, through hardship sustains,

The blessings of patience, through sun and through rains.

So raise high a glass, to the camel, so grand,

The king of the desert, a treasure of sand.

May his journeys be safe, and his burdens be light,

The Ship of the Desert, a glorious sight.