Castlebuilder
I've a story to cast
magick to tell
a spell to share
and a ritual to weave
Words are my thread
Crystal gossamer sewn with inflection
and silver crescent hooks
The web I create is the tale
bouncing the moon's glow like diamond
resonating a song deeper than shadow
The circle goes round yet the path is always new
The ages of a tree and Arachne's home mate
ripple in the dark waters of my yarn
It's the dreamcatcher knitted into consciousness
scurrying along the trail of my narrative
bringing those who listen to quartz havens among the stars
Storytellers build castles in the sky
September 9, 2003
Tressa Lee Breen
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