Drum Circle

Singing, our hearts arrived.

We took our seats,

Began to play

The rhythms of our souls.

Opening, our hearts played on.

We wove our rhythms,

Strand by strand,

Into a cloth of common threads.

Soaring, our spirits joined

Listening,

We heard our drums

Ring out the song of All-That-Is.

Singing, our hearts united.

We sang the song

Of shared Creation,

And soon we played as one.

©Pamela Stead Jones 2011