One can rob time,...

One can rob time, silence, hopes, wellbeing, health, life and property. But no-one can rob the dream, above all if the dreams are full of good intentions, small ones, miniscule in the eyes of the crude, personal dreams, of existing or understanding, of sharing or deciding, dreams like small stones that are thrown into the water that carry us behind them, to the depth of our thought or feeling. Dreaming is free, like almost everything else that is worthwhile in life, whether it be for one of those we love. First we feel or think, then we decide if we can but there is no-one who can enter where the dreams grow and it never should it be forgotten that we are free to create them.