Friday, June 22, 2012

TA-TUM


TA-TUM

TA-TUM

The rustling of branches
a lone eagle spreads its wings
across a brilliant sun...
and all who are free
to sleep without fear
beneath star-lit skies
feel the Power
the Peace
the silent Presence
of Indian spirits
alive on the prairie
who, entranced in ghost-like dance ritual
send calls to the wild
of uprisings and ancient visions
a cry, piercing the night
that beats like a tom-tom
in the souls
of all who have been denied...
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VINCENT LEVINE is a free-lance writer and can be reached at: vincent.levine@rocketmail.com

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