“But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.”
(Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven)”
― W.B. Yeats, The Wind Among the Reeds 1899
This is just a lovely Quote I thought I would share and it just makes me see how powerful yet delicate dreams really are.