I play my didgeridoo with respect. I play my didge with courage. I play my didge with intention – the highest with no resent.
I play my ridge with my soul in unison; a spiritual marriage unbound. I play my didge with all I might – and make that droning sound.
I play my didge with power. The power to heal and calm. I play my didge to break one free – relaxing by the palm.
The spirit of didge resides in all. Its guidance only shows.
My didge will be at my side forever – the journey no one knows.