Drums

Drums

A poem for Blanca Agudo

Somewhere

Riding the waves

Of sound and time

Created by drums of before 

Alive today

As masterly hands

Dream unities 

Between

Imaginary images

And a reality 

That is for ever 

To be

Waves and vibrations 

For the eyes

Of the soul to see

Dance and dance

Sing and sing

Refine the songs

Never lost from the past

Keeping them alive

As we sail

To the harmony of life

©Regis Cabral, Piteå, 11 March 2020