The Drums

The Drums

Drums being beaten.

I can see them

even feel them;

but heard them I have not.

Their silent rumble

resonates in my eyes.

My mind aches for

the sound to prove this reality.

With each resounding pound,

I am stricken.

The drums are so close,

the vibrations are felt in my soul.

Yet,as close as I am,

I feel that

if only I was closer still,

my ears would feast on what they so desired.

And as I draw near,

not only can I feel and see their effects clearly,

but I can hear them.

I can hear the drums.