- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Tribal Drums
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Click hereTribal drums pound in my soul;
A people I have never known call to me
The blood of my ancestors pounding in my veins,
Calling me to a time I once knew
Far beyond this life my soul struggles to reach;
A time when people were one and our souls knew the path to travel
I path I dare seek is long and arduous,
The magic strong and the spirits true.
Wisdom beyond imagining, gathered for generations;
Waits for the true soul to begin its search.
The path that joins the heart and mind,
It is the footpath upon which past, present and future walk hand in hand
- COMMENTS
Shamanskissalmost 19 years agoI don't know your geneology, roots or
heritage, but if you were aiming for a sense of Tara, or even maybe Arcadians in the Bayous..
well you did it in grand style.
If you arent from the South, you should be.
and I am UK
so it must have worked pretty well.
looking again, your name might just hold a clue mightnt it
what with magnolias and GA..oops
