Drumming for tears

Drumming for tears
Two women entered the shop, got to talking. Showed one of them the downbeat while her friend browsed crystals and pendants, swayed by the beat. I got her to sit with a drum on a stand, -relax the knees. She found the groove, settled in while I rattled on, riffing off the cosmic carrier wave. She tears up and slowly starts to let the crying happen. Its a moving event. She lit up. “I’ll be back.”