War drums

 Applying fresh layers
of war paint

Ancient ones
In whom we are formed…

Battle armor…
Inspired by the stars

Fashioned from fallen stones…
Of distant space beyond …this time

Fallen from the skies
Finding us, here...

Now

As such, there is no accident
About this…

About these crossroads
About us…

Seen
among the stars

Savage, strong Relentless
in its pursuit Of its destiny

Somehow in a timeless sense
Connecting, with us as spiritual beings

Beyond our most distant thoughts
furthest dreams…

Sharp, bold Sun…
Spins as its place in the universe,

Like our own image
Fits perfectly Upon its heavenly throne…

Pride dignity Made
without a doubt. Here

We have, taken in stride
With glorious histories of our own,

Although, largely unspoken
Songs of the ancients

Fills the atmosphere
Coming from High up above

War chants
Chain lightning, touching

Both Near and far…

In the array of spiritual beings
Assembled to task

We are ready
To rise and be counted

War drums
Heard from a distance

So You’d never see them coming
until they're already here

Blood soldiers
Assembled, to the task

Sending aloft
Clouds of sound

Visions, created
in the air

Ancient beats
Operators of the equipment

Talk each, in turn
folding rhythms around

leaping up
tumbling down

Each pause, the cue
For another to take the lead

Planting seeds
Launch series, of notes

As the drummers circle
Expounds upon each new theme

Each new leaps into being
Carries it around

As the lion carries
a fresh kill…

Roaring, with pride

As if, saying tonight we will eat
Tomorrow we will sleep

Takes each round to new heights
Reaches New ground

Starts it smoking
Sets it afire

Faster…
Further… deeper…

Wider each beat dipping deeper
Interactions maximize

Expand …and contract
Talking, back and forth

Rhythms of blues,
So profound

Somewhere days cast aloft
Carried upon the winds,

Like the first Signs of light
Of the day

Like the thunder
of the terrifying storms

We hear as children
Songs from

The beginning of life
Heartbeats

War drums

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