Shapes And Images Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Sounds of Indian drums bouncing into this mind, capturing
and enlivening inner spirituality.

Magnificent and bountiful, an eight year old child dancing
an ancient childhood native dance.

Thrilling hoop dancers, father and son, colorful, exciting,
drums beating loudly and softly, incessantly.

Taking me into the past, soaring, enjoying spirituality of
those beautiful and unforgotten traditions.

World famous and inspiring, giving an intellect's look at
a peaceful nation, benefitting mankind.

A total appreciation of and for lasting impressions and
expressions of native Americans.