The sound of drums
Heralded in the morning,
To a new beginning.
Did the plume
Sway to the beats, just so,
Or did I merely dream it all?
Conches blowing,
To reassure the Earth
That autumn
Follows....
The whiff
Of incense brings in the Deity
To my door.
She is splendour
She is power,
She may the beauty be.
My mind's eye
Sees her anew.
I know, she has blessed me.
Shown me the reflection of my soul.
As morning rolled
onto the night,
I find myself drawn to the drum beats again....
To ring in the joy,
I have found in thee.
Life, begins
anew.
To my own mind,
I know not
What my future will bring.
And yet,
There is hope
In the warmth of new beginnings.
