Dreamweavers Magic Weave
Long into the night
the Dreamweaver works,
spinning dream-threads
of golden silk
into etheric fantasies.
Archetype and metaphor
do a mind-meld
in REM’s
2/4 time;
conjured music
from Dreamweaver’s
harp.
Echoes of
past lifetimes are
revisited in
the Dreamtime;
swirling,
do-see-do
memories are,
identifiable to
spirits who share
the dreams.
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