drummer
 
the goddess has awakened
her drum rhythms vibrate across the night sea
the moon listens and beams with approval
 
in the beat is a message
the last heartbeats of terrorist victims
the marching of soldiers
distant bombs on the horizon
 
there also is the rhythm of healing
firm hugs and handshakes
through a victory of love
flags of friendship and freedom
 
it is an ancient beat
pulsing through American towns
mid-eastern cities
felt in the touch of children
 
carry me aloft my goddess drummer
swiftly amid stars and constellation
remind me of life's trials and lessons
the struggle of mankind
and loves enduring triumph
 
                                                                    © Chuck Beals 2001