Dreamweaver

Old Shaman by Marek Hlavaty 

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Up in the sky

there is an upside-down world

the mirror opposite of this one.

There, the shamans and dreamweavers

rule by a system of restorative justice.

The old ones make sure

that all the children are fed, and loved,

and told stories, and not one tear falls

that is not comforted.

What the trees breathe out, 

the humans breathe in,

and so trees are considered sacred.

There is no excess, no waste, no More,

in order that all may have Some.

Up in the sky

is a world peopled by my dreams.

On a clear day,

I can almost catch a whiff

of smoke from the pipes of peace.

I hear their drumbeat, always,

in my heart.

For Anthony's prompt at dVerse: to write about a place of our imagination.