Sound of where we belong

I used to dance along to the sound of native drum of wisdom,
Walk in the circular paths, trying to follow the ways of the elders,
Trying to flow along with the wind of nature.

How those days, were wonderful
but now somehow lost and forgotten by the modern current times.

I only have to listen, listen to the breeze of nature and the voice of the elder
to awaken the path I ought to take.