Silk Road

Silk Road

Entrancing nomadic rituals
Catch the eye

They
Draw you in
They
Absorb you too

You become
One of them
You nomads move
Along the path

With your
Drums
You pound
Enthralling sound

Camel trains
Sand grain rain
Across the desert
Gold silk trades

Frequencies
Tuned to
Ancestral
Blood

Gatekeepers
Step aside
To the sound
Of low pitch and tones

Clouds part
To the beating
Steps of those
Who pound the drums

The ritual moves
Nomads dance in tune
To the drums
And its orange songs

Step
Drum
Pound
Beat

Match
The way
You move
Your feet

Step in sync
Sound you’ll meet
Tasting colors
And hearing nomads

In slow motion
The ballad booms
Of inhibitions
And extinguishions

Step
Drum
Pound
Beat

Like
The way
You move
Your feet

As the nomad ritual dance
Bangs on through the dark
Their torches keep pace
Light following sound

Dust wind flowing
Sabres showing
Robes unfurling
Might withstanding

Wares and gold on display
Exotic spices, voodoo pouches
Bounty pages
And greatest claims

On a journey
Where there
Is no fate
To be found

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