Desert Night-wind

Recently, some friends put on a concert of Middle Eastern music at UCLA, an annual event. One did an inspiring improvisational solo on a reed flute. Here is the result.

Desert Night-wind

Desert night-wind, blowing, peaceful, enters camp, removing day.
Hot is leaving, sand is air-born, stars like sand-grains, building sky.
Rest is coming, after dinner, all will welcome, sand is soft, tonight my pillow.
Night’s relief, before tomorrow, food, reclining, brings us back.
Here by fire we cook our dinner, here we gather, before our tents.
Desert night-wind, embers rising, starry texture near and far.
Embrace our tents until the morning, wrap us warmly, night’s companion
Desert voice, lull us to sleep.