A thunderous rumbling of drums
turning their faces to the dawn
Blood humming, hearts pounding
Unbound their spirits soar, free.
Words that spin truths into light
pour from their mouths
Hair untamed grows from the roots of their thoughts-
The very seeds their ancestors planted
coming to fruition.
They walk in places unknown
They speak with things unseen
They become the unimaginable;
The ensemble of a new Universe.
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