Young Boy Drumming In India

R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Taking rhythms into younger hands and minds, breaking limits from the inside out, forming a mind of ingenuity that per- forms like an accomplished adult in the space of a moment. Life tapping out it's purpose like a march being performed by hands, tiny, child-like, yet the music and rhythms are becoming to an adult in years. Reverberating and talking through sounds of mere hands, life is being pondered, broken down, taken to new heights no one has attained before. Staunchly and untiringly pulsing rhythms continue into moments of life that have not as yet been lived, telling the future of this little boy in the music of his soul. Perfectly beating and eclipsed, providing his soul and interior life beyond that of self in years, lightning quick thoughts filtering and breaking sound barriers. Throughout mere moments, behaving in a manner becoming only an artist and poet of music, powerful and energetic, filled with the life of this young one as he lives in spaces pro- vided in measures of musical time.

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