Drum

from Darshan by Pickering Pick

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To Mahadeva, Hari Om

Stars are white
Against the blue
Hours pass (they always do)
Birds will come
And rest with me
The river gives its energy

The ring is bright
Where the dancer plays
A single drum to mark my days

Wild white
And careless blue
The years pass I don’t think of you
Still you come
And rest in me
Sorrows fading endlessly

The ring is bright
Where the dancer plays
A single drum to mark my days

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from Darshan, released January 8, 2020

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