Native American Drums

Native American Drums

The fire crackles,

the flames lick the blue sky,

as the smoke drifts heavenward.

Into my awareness creep the sounds

of the Native American flute, and drums.

The fire crackles, the drums beat,

and the flute's notes drift through the air.

An appreciation arises in me for this land,

these Native American peoples and their ways.

The smoke drifts up into the blue,

the fire licks at the rising smoke,

as the fire crackles.

The rhythm of the flute and drums

in harmony with the fire,

and with those who play them,

in harmony with all who have come

and who will come again.

All My Love Always, Keith