Dream Weaver
Oh Great Dream Weaver
may the strands of hair
be placed just so
While the fog settles down
out in the fields hovering
ever so low
With wise hands just where
to wind the leather
to know
How to entangle bad dreams,
caught upon your web
so away they go
Through the many intricate
patterns and all the
tiny little holes
Permit the good dreams
to pass through and
take hold
Halito = Blessings to you in Choctaw-Apache
Copyright © by Scarlett Anderson
Copyright © Scarlett Sepulvado Anderson | Year Posted 2010
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