Amidst the sands where prophets roamed of old,
A journey beckons, stories yet untold.
To Makkah’s sacred heart, we make our way,
In search of wisdom’s light, by night and day.
The Kaaba stands, a beacon pure and bright,
A symbol of devotion’s endless flight.
With footsteps light, we circle round in awe,
A cosmic dance, a sacred, humble draw.
Through Makkah’s streets, a river of the soul,
The ancient call to prayer, its echoes roll.
In prayer and praise, our spirits are set free,
A timeless bond with God, our hearts decree.
In Medina’s embrace, we find our peace,
Where Prophet’s love and wisdom shall not cease.
The Prophet’s Mosque, a sanctuary’s grace,
A glimpse of heaven’s light upon our face.
To reach enlightenment, we strive and yearn,
In Umrah’s rites, our souls are free to learn.
In Makkah and in Medina, hearts unite,
Two sacred gems that shine with endless light.
