Its in his blood
these rhythms
he feels, he plays
the drum responds
calling out the collective name
the vibrations resound through the courtyards, down the street,
up to the topmost branches of mango trees and to all neighbors.
newborns, ancestors, youth, aged alike
this secret frequency of the spirits
dances with the earth
and captures all ears
it is an awakening
to what it feels like to be home
in tune with the generations
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