Friday, July 17, 2009
"The Beat of The Thunder Drums..."
The air seemed heavy, calmer even than the crystal clear waters before us, yet it felt so close upon my skin... He looked up, then around in each direction, and in his quiet voice GrandFather said softly... "Do you hear them now. They call to us once again... They beat with our hearts, they beat with the flow of our blood, they beat as do our steps on this earth. It is the beat of the thunder drums".
We then walked further and more time was to pass before I then indeed began to hear them. Many seasons would pass too before I began to understand them...