The hardwood floor underneath her feet
The sound of the foot steps, that glide across it
As she spins in circles
As she spins the relief of stress escapes her body
The feeling of her passion is engulfing the room
The smell of the sweat from the hard work of achieving her dream
She can almost taste her success as she practices
She doesn’t notice anyone around all that she has is
Her, the music, the rhythm, and the passion that is locked within
Her body as she continues
All that she sees is the picture of her dream that replays
Through her mind as the music fades
The music stops and her heart races
All that she can think about is her accomplishment
She finally did it one step closer to her dream
