"Dreamweaver"
"Dreamweaver" by Becky Jo Minsky (aka. Hull) copyright 1990 On a hot, bright summer morning, In the Garden Of The Gods… While grasshoppers play “Hoppity-Clickety“… Midst fragrant desert flowers, thickly carpeting the sand. Where flocks of cliff swallows swoop up, Then dive round the sandstone rocks… Deep blue streaks swirling, twirling through the air… Feasting on the insects there. A game they play for hours and hours… There, horny toads hurry-scurry on tip-toe over the hot, hot sand. Hunting for ants to snack upon wherever they can. As choirs of cicadas buzz shrilly ‘bout the heat. They zing-zing So Loud… They make the very air Vibrate… E_C_H_O_I_N_G… M_O_T_H_E_R… E_A_R_T_H’S… G_R_E_A_T… H__E__A__R__T__B__E__A__T. D-o-z-i-n-g in the morning sun, Great Spirit felt a Tremor in the air. Magic Being Made Somewhere Near. He stirred and yawned, Bemused… Aware… He thought… “Dreamweaver is Ma...