06/19/2026
Rebecca Fowke
//a place to drum
in this early light, when the sun is right on the line - I find a place to drum.
This is the tune of the Sun, the Moon, the Wind, the Water... the tune of the Tao. At the first touch of the drum, a shiver runs down my roots. Gratitude, I hit. There’s a passionate tear at the back of my throat, i throw it around sending it to my hands. Surely, the throb of my hands feels like a sweet begging, “hit harder’ my soul says,
“hit with more precision” my soul says, “true to
the Peak of You.”
35 × 43
Mixed Media
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