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Monday, January 21, 2019

Rhythmic for Rain















Hearts beat with the drums reverberations.
A tribes passion expressed.
Rhythmic for rain.
Clouds swell with the drumming.
Rhythms insisting the sun;
Fade into the golden savanna.   
Some wait for the sky to open;
Lingering there until blessings fall.

For The Sunday Muse
Photo: Source
https://thesundaymuse.blogspot.com/



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6 comments:

  1. Carrie Van HornJanuary 21, 2019 at 6:34 PM

    I can hear the drums and smell the rain! Lovely images captured here Vicki!

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  2. purplepeninportland.comJanuary 22, 2019 at 5:34 PM

    I love the 'clouds swelling with the drumming'. Can feel a beat to that.

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  3. WildChild47January 24, 2019 at 9:36 AM

    there is something about the word savanna that draws forth golden heat and lack of rain, - and the need for it - and drumming ...
    it must be something primal within our coding or something-

    nice interpretation of the image Vicki

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