In Mecca’s desert, a gentle breeze did blow,
A prophet came, his heart a sacred glow.
Muhammad, peace upon him, his name we know,
The seal of prophets, God’s divine light’s flow.
A chosen one, with wisdom to bestow,
To guide the lost, to help the spirits grow.
His message clear, in Allah’s name he’d show,
The path to heaven, where pure waters flow.
With patience strong, through trials he would go,
His faith unwavering, like a steady bow.
He taught of love, compassion’s steady tow,
A beacon in the dark, a radiant rainbow.
The seal of prophets, to all the world did show,
The way to peace, where God’s pure fountains flow.
His legacy lives on, a river’s endless tow,
In hearts of those who in his teachings grow.
