winds have changed

drums still vibrate
our chants travel in the warm air
the words and rhythms close at heart

but the winds have changed
the songs of birds arrive too early
every spring we ask them: will you still carry our dreams?

drums vibrate, chants travel
our rituals feel out of place

these winds have changed

Notes

^{This poem explores the impact of global warming on long-held traditions by indigenous people based on the rhythm of the seasons.}
 

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