Rapturous Drum Beats
I ran
up the musical hills of a land far beyond.
I joined
joyous choruses dancing freely in open fields.
It was spring
and the birds were chirping.
I saw
fearless chiefs beating harmonious drums.
I joined
graceful women weaving colorful songs.
It was dawn
and the rays were rising.
I mused
beneath tuneful dewdrops of blue orchids.
I joined
merry youths sculpting melodious todays
It was morning
and I woke up from the rapturous drum beats of a beautiful dream.
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