Beating..rounded.. sounds of drum..
Faintly..through the mist..
The mist that makes it\'s way.. through green
Through the green that\'s always been
Calling..drawing..welcoming..
Inviting ..all ..within..
Snapping..crackling..fires glow
Fills the house...just faces show..
Gathered round..a house of friends
At ease with they..and life
Stories told..to young..and old
Captured in the dance ..
Masks ..and dress..the power felt
Beautiful..they are ..
Songs that bring your soul to sing
Without a single word
Knowledge keepers ..down the line
Their words hold all that\'s been
Sacred..needed..necessary
The story of this world..
Must not be lost