John Paul ‘Lakan’ Olivares: The Chant

The crowd of people cluster about in uneasy restlessness, flitting eyes scan the congregation of people waiting. They speak to each other in reverent soft hushed tones, as the faith beating of a drum is heard in the distance. Then, through the light murmurs of the people pierces what seems to be a wail. The people and the drums are silenced, as the voice shifts to a monotonous sing-song chant. . . The ritual has begun. . .
The chant moves through the air without the beat of the drums. The chant flows with the pulse that permeates within and throughout. Man feels the vibration of the words flow through his core and the spirit moves. The doorway opens and the vision is revealed . . .