Pointing the homeward way.”
The singer addresses his camels:
“The sand-dunes hide many wells
That brim with waters unfailing.
You come to their margins like bracelets
Wrought of gold and rare gems in far countries.”
In another the singer is still addressing his camels:
“The wells lie hid in the dunes
Masked by the sands drifted over them.
You approach them in ones and twos,