ECHOES OF LEGEND DRUMS Like the magnetic current of the Lightning is drawn to reflective objects on earth: Like the endless bond between gas and fire. We have bonded with sounds of legend drums. The covenant of souls and spirits of music, like the bond of moon and stars, will never be broken. It is a legend bond of eternity that tickles souls, minds and bodies. Unlike covenant of man to man, it is an agreement of total submission of self. Like the helpless flies of the night drawn to beams of light, so we are drawn to the echoes of our legend drums. Rhythm of our land, rhythm of unstoppable forces of nature. He who refuses to lift up his legs in dance shall nod in respect. Echoes of our land, a call to obey. Echoes of our drums, a garnished and spicy food of souls. Echoes of our legend drums, a legend therapy of troubled souls. Echoes of our drums, a priceless heritage to be preserved. Like forces of great wind of hurricanes in a love dance with a trash can, we have given in to the powers of music in legend dance of life.
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