When I was a child, someone gave me a dreamcatcher shaped like a hot air balloon. I was fascinated and intrigued by its woven texture and beads. I knew it should hang above my bed, but I didn’t want to hang it where I couldn’t touch it. Because I couldn’t look up at it, I kept it on my nightstand for a long time.
Many years later, I did hang the dreamcatcher, but it was not above my bed. Instead, it was along the stairway to my room, where I could touch it whenever I went up or down the stairs. I don’t have the dreamcatcher anymore, but I’m still enthralled by their intricate designs!
Patterns weave a life
Designed with care and kindness.
And so may it be!
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Written for
Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Dreamcatcher.
Mystical Strings 
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