Dreaming About Drumming...
In my dream,
There are many things,
A brother with child's toys,
Dusting away in crevasses.
Crossing domains,
I am under a red sky,
Hazed with the falling night,
My spirit horse trots down from the stars.
In my hands the rhythm drones,
The reigns of another mind,
A continuous path of beaten sound,
Deep and resonate,
Resolute.
I await the path of mind,
Drumming for life,
Drumming for a future,
Drumming for love to win,
Drumming in my dreams.
AquarianM
By: Daniel A. Stafford
© 02/04/2025
