Drumbeats and Rhythm

The beating of the drums,
Songs arise from the depth of the soul,
Summoning of the spirits,
It’s the end of the year.

The beating of the drums,
Produces rhythms that transcend and bring forth a descent,
Soon the twelfth door will close,
We’re oblivious to the next twelve that approach.

The beating of the drums,
River of songs flow to the room where the seers dwell,
Their bodies are with us but their souls commune with the Highest,
To bring the tidings for our abiding.

The beating of the drums,
Our souls seek redemption,
Darkness has trailed us,
Gloom stands at our doors.

The melody pierces through the stygian veil,
There’s an ascent from the Light,
The seers are drenched in an outpouring,
We listen to understand, to withstand and to sojourn,