DREAM WEAVER

Guided by the heritage of dreams, they come to us as the rivers connecting souls through space and time.

Leaving nothing but the light touch of a passing birds wings. Or an Angel.

Once touched we know for all eternity.

Where we came from, where to go.

Of the bonds that were forged aeons ago.

This life than merely is the journey to let our voices sing loudly and clearly for this song again.

A link to home uncovered.

Unshaken of all things that came to pass, and will come to pass.

One lifetime is never enough for love.

In time we always arrive to a place deeper, more profound, more delicate, more whole. Entrenched by the weaving thread of dream and knowing.

And blessed by the dream weaver of this lifetime.