The gentle hum of feet,
Draws me to the dance floor,
People calling for a release,
Crushed by life but seeking more.
Freed from the captive chains,
They soon begin to believe,
The force of the music can,
Inspire some small sense of reprieve.
In the heat of wet bodies,
Comes the power that unites,
Swaying in time to a movement,
The spirit of the festival invites.
Watch how the vital hubbub,
Takes each person on a journey,
Discovering the message of Shanti,For here together we’re learning.