Beat of the drum

Consciousness beats
Like a drum
Like my pulse
Like my heart
In rhythm
In time
Beat after beat
The drum sounds.
The awareness
Comes my way
Rippling in waves
Setting up a display
Of a liquid mirror
Causing a beautiful array
For my eyes to view today.
Now my mind creates
And it writes
A new story
No long illusory
No longer
Buying the lies
If this life
But flowering
With colourful truth
I am in control
Of all that I do
For I am the narrative
I am the author
And when I hear the drums
Hear them calling
I know the creative
Time has come
For new stories
To be written
To be lived
By a positive
Open mind.