Echoes Of Drums Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Echoes Of Drums



Echoing drums, beating rhythms eternally into my mind.
Ringing throughout the silent windy atmosphere, holding our attention so purely, so adamantly, that we fall under it's spell and cannot break free from it.
Older and wiser, yet still filled with echoes of the drums, beating rhythms eternally into my mind.

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