Echos Of My Soul

When the drums begin to play
the sound is so powerful it
stirs my very soul it calls
out to my ancestors spirit to
come out to dance and when the
wind blows you can hear the power
of the horses running through out
the centuries of time .My ancestors
riding on the wind to return home
where we belong

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