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Sunday, February 26, 2012

The Drum

The Drum
The drum maker makes ready, the sage is burned
The silent prayers are offered
The hide of the four-legged who’s heart beat had stopped is ready
Soaked with the water of life anew
The tree, aged & wise, blown over by the winds of time is at peace with its journey
Tis found, the wood
The wood carver dreams, cares for & cures the rings of life
Together the spirits of animal, tree & man shall be bonded
The first rhythm of this creation is a soft heartbeat
Sending forth vibrations of love thru the silence of time
The gratitude, joy & harmony will live forever
Tis the Drum

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