Glorified marble of the Middle East,
How elegant you stand on the Arabian heel.
Your bubbling domes kiss the sky,
A whiteness so pure, to resemble where they reach,
Heaven's protection over a porcelain sea.
Your columns stand on a milky sheet
Lacquered in bejeweled patterns,
An overflowing of beauty flooding the courtyard
From the golden angles of your interior.
Gold, white, gold, white,
Say your prayers to the light,
Praise be to Allah and all that's right.
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