HANDS ACROSS TIME
In the heart of the drum, a story unfolds,
A tale of many hands, young and old.
Each beat a whisper, each rhythm a word,
The language of the soul, waiting to be heard.
Hands that have labored, hands that have cared,
Hands that have comforted, souls that were bared.
Each left a mark, each played a part,
In the symphony of the djembe - a pulsating heart.
The spirits of the players, infused in the skin,
Echoing their laughter, their joy, their chagrin.
Each beat a memory, each rhythm a name,
In the heart of the djembe, burns an eternal flame.
So listen to the drum, and hear its love song,
From hands now long gone, but spirits still strong.
In every played drumbeat’s remarkable sound,
The spirits of the past, in the present are found.
#manyhands
#handsacrosstime
#soullanguage #SPIRITSOFTHEPAST
#eternalflame
#heartofthedrum
