Enjoy the poem.
Dream Master
Life, a book of dreams woven upon
the tapestry of the
Dream Master.
Each hurt,
transgression,
joy,
uplifting of the spirit
a leaf,
a blade of grass
or
trail of cloud.
Our tears compose the
blue of lakes
and hovering darkened
clouds.
The Dream Master knows what he does
and that life will be remembered
not for what it was
but for what it wasn't.
Rebecah Hall
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