Indian Spirit Poem by bobbie wood
Indian Spirit
When the moon is bright
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
And the night is quiet
I can hear the rhythm
of the Indian Drum
A rhythm and spirit ancient and true
In tune th the beat of the human heart
And in that rhythm I rejoice
But when the night fades awas
I begin to realize
With the passage of time
Plus the mingling of blood
My generation may be the last to hear
Then I weep
I can hear the rhythm
of the Indian Drum
A rhythm and spirit ancient and true
In tune th the beat of the human heart
And in that rhythm I rejoice
But when the night fades awas
I begin to realize
With the passage of time
Plus the mingling of blood
My generation may be the last to hear
Then I weep
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