deepundergroundpoetry.com
Dust of Olduvai
There’s an echo from Olduvai
A copper sun sweeps ‘cross the sky
Thousands of years have come and gone
On a song, that has just begun
The beating of a Heart
The beating of a Drum
A song, old as time...
A song, just begun
A Journey started as we leave our home
Scatterlings rising, to be born
Thousands of years, but, still so far
a new day is born from this rising Star
The rhythm of a Heart
The rhythm of a Drum
A song, old as time...
A song, just begun
The glens whisper a melody, on the wind
A stream flows, the willows bend
A Journey started, but, still so far...
Shines a Light from a Distant Star.
There’s an echo from Olduvai,
that we share, You and I,
the Nile to the Amazon
was Born on an Ancient Song
A copper sun sweeps ‘cross the sky
Thousands of years have come and gone
On a song, that has just begun
The beating of a Heart
The beating of a Drum
A song, old as time...
A song, just begun
A Journey started as we leave our home
Scatterlings rising, to be born
Thousands of years, but, still so far
a new day is born from this rising Star
The rhythm of a Heart
The rhythm of a Drum
A song, old as time...
A song, just begun
The glens whisper a melody, on the wind
A stream flows, the willows bend
A Journey started, but, still so far...
Shines a Light from a Distant Star.
There’s an echo from Olduvai,
that we share, You and I,
the Nile to the Amazon
was Born on an Ancient Song
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0
reading list entries 0
comments 0
reads 339
Commenting Preference:
The author is looking for friendly feedback.