THE BEAT OF THE DRUM
By James Strauss
The beat of the drum,
Not just any drum.
The drum of life’s backdrop
Where the music of some,
Brings us all to full stop,
While listening near stunned.
Whispering life’s hum,
Not just any hum,
The hum of awareness,
Where the sound remains numb,
We know it’s right with us,
But our knowledge is dumb.
The shortness of life,
Not just any life,
But my life in its passing,
Filled with trouble and strife,
Like I’m not addressing,
Cut with a razor-sharp knife.
I did not want to be here,
Not just any here,
But I did not know I did not know,
Unaware even of fear,
Now here not wanting to go,
Smiling back but with a tear.
Soon I’ll be gone,
Not just any gone,
To a place that once again,
Beats out some drum songs,
Forgiving some of my sin,
A new hum forgetting my wrongs.
The rhythm of your heart, sometimes a gentle beat keeping time, sometimes a war drum demanding action. I defines the story and cadence of our life.
A very apt description of how our lifes tempo drives us, or do we create the cadence. I don’t think it matters, perhaps it’s both.
“… Oh, the rhythm of my heart
Is beatin’ like a drum
With the words “I love you”
Rolling off my tongue
Oh, never will I roam
Now I know my place is home
Where the ocean meets the sky
I’ll be sailin’ ”
That song describes for me where I want to be, hoping my drum song takes me there.
What a wonderful complex comment James, and saying so much about yourself…making anyone reading it with a heart and a brain wanting to know you.
Thanks for putting this comment on here and also taking the risk we, those of us who put personal stuff out in front of rather tough public, take.
Semper fi,
Jim