Still Dancing

She keeps having that dream,
it’s a fire, flames, warming anything

She keeps and kept pursuing it,
even when already living it,
even when being it

She knows it is not normal
She knows it’s repetitive
boring, unreasonable maybe.

She keeps pursuing it
it’s still the most beautiful thing
the worthiest

She doesn’t resist it, not opposing to it.

Dancing, dreaming, thanking,
jumping, falling into it
Believing