The rhythm of the drum pounding against the concrete
The peace of being in love while war rages in the street
The immaculate canvas displayed across the evening sky
The hands of forgiveness extended to the irrational mind
The smiles of children with ice cream dripping from their chins
The quiet of the night when the world is at rest and God’s miracles begin
The laughter of my ancestors sound like a sweet lullaby to my ears
This is the beginning of life and the end of all of my fears.