Inspired by a discussion on African music with a co-worker
Tribal rhythms echo.
Ghosts of the Zulu, the Bantu,
Tsutsi, Hutu and Masai
dance to the beat of their ancestors.
Ceremoniously,
with reverence,
they dance the dance of the ages,
remembering heroes,
remembering victories,
tales passed down by elders,
warriors still
in the battles of life.
As the sun arises on the
land of Africa,
tribal rhythms urge on.
Life for the day.
On the plains and savannahs,
in cities and villages,
pulsing
in each breath taken.
The cadence and rhythm
in each step
bringing forth the
heartbeat that is Africa.
The heartbeat of Africa,
pulsing through each sunrise,
each sunset,
the tribal rhythms
echoing still.
From the author of Jupiter Remembered and Until It’s Time: Embracing Life In Our Later Years comes Petals of Love: Poetry of a Woman’s Soul – a heartfelt collection spanning more than thirty-five years. Through tender reflections, these poems offer g
First Edition Translation of Teselas by Carmen Crespo X111 César Simón Poetry Prixe 2016 Translated from Spanish by Robin Ouzman Hislop and Amparo Arrospíde
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