bongo circle
different souls mingling
feet tingling from the sand
mother earth laughs at our silly steps
we fall down in her lovely bed
grass flowers some alive some dead
i smell the aroma of sage and jade
it clears my mind my soul
it starts a domino of released sences
my heart sounds like a didgeridoo
its pulsating its dancing its grooving
its feeling this moment
its hearing this melody of leaves shifting in the wind
the sound of fire crackling
harmony with body, soul, and nature
Nov 16, 2010
Nov 16, 2010 at 8:11 AM UTC
bongo circle
different souls mingling
feet tingling from the sand
mother earth laughs at our silly steps
we fall down in her lovely bed
grass flowers some alive some dead
i smell the aroma of sage and jade
it clears my mind my soul
it starts a domino of released sences
my heart sounds like a didgeridoo
its pulsating its dancing its grooving
its feeling this moment
its hearing this melody of leaves shifting in the wind
the sound of fire crackling
harmony with body, soul, and nature
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