DREAM WEAVER
By the light
he saw beauty in the slightest flaw
Into the dark
he gazed into crystal waters
and wandered through valleys
forged by ancient springs
He moved naked through the elements
willing them to yield
daring the constraints of metal and stone
to a mystical birth
Transposed
he prepared the hands
that measure his skill
Lost in a labyrinth of time
he gave himself
to the jewel
for Todd
"No man is the whole of himself, his friends are the rest of him"
(from the ' Good Life Almanac')
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