Worthy of dreaming. 
Seeing how the flowers come out of naked grounds. 
Where it was once barren. 

Worthy are the dreams. 
They see fruits in nothing. 
They see everything that isn't. 

Worthy are the dreams. 
They shape reality. 
They make known only what you saw. 

Worthy are dreams. 
Molded just for what you want. 
They're tailored to you.

- Ruptes