
Drum
Thump, thump he loudly sound in three rhythm. On a hill of green with a sky of blue. All descending in unison. Each beat they jump further, with every thump, thump. Seeming to rise off the ground. Now suspended in the air like birds flopping their thump, thumps. Floating on the rhythmic wave, their bodies now part of the vibrations all around them, like a bird on a wing of sound.



