The drum beat

The drum's thunder shook the Earth below me and filled me with chills of how awesome the noise was.  The drum was like a heartbeat in many ways.  The tribe's feet was moved around the fire by the rhythm of the drum.  Many messages were told through the many drum rolls.

I slowly lifted my feet and headed to the center of the tipis where the circle dancing was taking place.  The drum beat and I were one as I joined the epic dance.  This song was about a great succes of a buffalo hunt.  Two steps with one foot then two with the other.  As the drum beat whirled us around in a great tornado of a dance, the greater elders told a story of the hunt.  In the background, some volunteers were frying our great feast for after the dance.

The drums and my people were one and we told a great story.  A story not just of love, but of the heartbreak we encountered.  The drums told the life story of my tribe back to our ancestors.