Waltzing in dreams that never materialize during the
day, always hoping and praying for a reprieve that
never does come to fruition.
So night after night, falling asleep in hopes of attain-
ing a hidden dream, waltzing along through everything
just in case it happens one day.
Wanting to be wide awake so life can be enjoyed fully
once again, forever being beautiful and silent as this
poet continues to wait for it through writing.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem