SOUND

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Healing Song

I hear the sound of bird from the root of the tree.
We join in healing song.
Even one verse can change the world.






 

 Heartbeat.

My heartbeat is his drum.

The dance begins with a step into earth.

From which we are both rooted.

The music stops.

I hear the most beautiful tone.

Woven from the leaves and deep oceanic call.

It is a fabric of vibration where right below the swaying tree

Is a stronger dance than I can imagine.

A symphony of my ancestors calls.

A swirl, a sway.

I am not sure, but it moves me until I am 

Both the leaves in the wind and the clay.