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| Night of The Shaman by © kiowadogsoldier Listen........ Can you hear it? Listen past the breeze.. Listen past the night sounds.. Listen past yourself.. Can you hear it? Mother Earth's heartbeat.. Played on a rawhide drum.. Muffled and quiet but beating strong.. Can you hear it? The jingle of the hawkbells.. Driving away the evil spirits.. Preparing the way.. Can you hear it? The soft shake of the rattle.. Like a sidewinder's warning.. This is sacred ground.. Can you hear it? The crackling of the open fire.. The hiss of steam.. The sound of many memories.. Can you hear it? The old one's chant.. In a language you vaguely remember.. Ten thousand years old. Can you hear it? The sound of moccasined feet.. Dancing on the bare earth.. Since time began.. Can you hear it? Your own humming of the sacred tune.. Your own heartbeat in cadence with the drum.. Your own mind singing the picture words.. Can you hear it? The soft rustle of the eagle's feather.. Quietly announcing to all.. Wakan Tanka is here.. Listen.... Can you hear it? |
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