The One Who Hears the Drum
Sit with the earth,
The elders said,
and let your breath
fall into its rhythm.
Strength is not the roar—
it is the steady heartbeat
that does not turn away.
The bear stands behind us
not to frighten,
But to remind:
Protection is a promise.
not a pose.
Listen long.
Strike the drum only
When your spirit is clear.
In the quiet between beats,
our ancestors
still speak.
The One Who Hears the Drum
Sit with the earth,
The elders said,
and let your breath
fall into its rhythm.
Strength is not the roar—
it is the steady heartbeat
that does not turn away.
The bear stands behind us
not to frighten,
But to remind:
Protection is a promise.
not a pose.
Listen long.
Strike the drum only
When your spirit is clear.
In the quiet between beats,
our ancestors
still speak.