The Drum
Come my brothers and sisters, come all
the children of our land,
Come and sit by the village fire as the
night closes around us.
Watch the flames push the smoke upward
toward Grandfather sky.
Our hope is deep as we send these, the
most silent of prayers to ride
the smoke to the Great Spirit. The drums
beat softly......
Sit quietly all my people and hear the sound, hear the crackling of the fire,
the sound of family and friends, sharing
their happiness. The warmth we
feel comes from this sharing of love not
the fire. Look closely into each
other's eyes. What do we see? What is it, that
is reflected back to us?
We see ourselves in one another and all
that which has made
us who we are. The drums beat faster......
Close your eyes my family, and listen to the wind
as it stirs the flames higher.
Listen to the voices of our ancestors. They offer
so much, all we need do is
open our hearts to their words. Only when we
listen and learn from their
wisdom can we grow as a people
the drums beat louder......
Inhale aromas around you, smell the sage burning, the food cooking
in the pit, the deer hide that we wear, the rain in the air, and Mother Earth
under our feet. The drum beat shakes the ground like buffalo
running across the prairie......
Taste what has come to our lips. Taste the tears
of joy that come from
our eyes. They are the tears of the past,
present, and the future.
Grandfather Eagle has given us a view of the future, and it is good.
Then we realize it is not the drums that
beat so loudly, but our own hearts
coming together as one people under the
Great Spirit, in Peace, Love and Harmony......Finally
Written by:
StrongBearRedHeart
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