Drum To My Heart

The drum called to me in Sedona the first time we went there in 2011. our camp ground was on the edge of a reservation and I heard the drum at sunset every night.

I bring my drum to my Heart

I become the sound that it Makes

I follow the rhythm to the door that it Brings

I follow the rhythm to the story it Sings

I bring my drum to my Heart 

I enter into its mystic Spell

I drift on its waves of Sound 

I drift until lost with no one Around

I bring my drum to my Heart 

I am captured by the beat, the Beat

I am one with the flow that it Creates

I am transformed to a whole new Place

I bring my drum to my Heart 

And the magic begins to Move

My cells align as I step out of Time 

The repeating sound, I hear voices and I'm

Brought to the place where I begin to See

Leaving behind all the cares of the Day 

Lifted from all that had been holding me Down

As I travel upon the beat, the Sound

I bring my drum to my Heart

I become the sound that it Makes

I follow the rhythm to the door that it Brings

I follow the rhythm to the story it Sings