Through glowing veils of cosmic haze,
Where stardust hums unbroken praise,
The Celestial Camel treads once more,
Eternal hooves that softly soar.
Infinite wisdom weaves its path,
A silent witness to love and wrath.
In spacetime’s folds, it charts the stars,
Through nebulae and astral scars.
But here again, the course veers wide,
For planet Earth, it must decide:
A bypass, swift, without regret –
A globe of souls not ready yet.
For down below, in broken cries,
Great cities crumble under lies.
Humanity, with hearts impure,
Proclaims a God they can’t endure.
Their prayers are whispers carved in sand,
Washed by hatred’s brutal hand.
The Camel sees the twisted creeds,
The wars ignited by holy seeds,
Where God’s name sharpens blade and bone,
And leaves love dying, cold, alone.
Oh Earth, how far your spirit’s strayed,
How deep the scars your faith has made.
Unity, once the sacred call,
Now splinters wide, a bitter thrall –
A God of mercy turned to steel,
A banner raised for selfish zeal.
Their scriptures, anchors meant to bind,
Now tether hatred, blind on blind.
Raptures promised, heaven’s gate,
A tale of gold – a poisoned bait.
They twist divinity to reign,
Whiteness crowned in false domain.
And so, divided hearts embed,
The message lost, the camel fled.
For wisdom cannot plant its seed,
In soil of rage or greedy creed.
This Camel, sage across the void,
Knows Earth’s own truths they’d soon avoid:
That love is neither sword nor crown,
But hand to lift the fallen down.
As galaxies in reverence bow,
The Camel turns its wisdom now,
Beyond the Earth, to realms afar,
To hearts untainted by Earth’s scar.
And still its tread will one day roam,
When Earth is ready to call it home.
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