DREAM WEAVER

(by LD Holland)

Dreams, the mind's most lush tapestries; 
E'er stronger and more brightly coloured 
When woven within shared souls. 
The hope that shines through hopelessness 
Quilting shattered fragments of despair 
Broken pieces now harlequin colors made whole. 

A Dream Weaver's sword wields power 
Against the blackest knight, 
Rewarding victor with sweet sum; 
A strong and mighty power, this, 
Yet it cannot do alone 
What joined hearts overcome. 

Sweet lovers' caresses, 
Souls soar in freedom, rest now assured, 
Curse turns to blessing and darkness be day. 
A heart steeped in darkness arises in light 
And all that is evil can never prevail 
When dreamers let hearts lead the way.