Halloween wraps fear in innocence, As though it were a slightly sour sweet. Let terror, then, be turned into a treat...

Witch and ghost make merry on this last of dear October’s days.

As spirits roam the neighborhoods at night, Let loose upon the Earth till it be light...

Hobgoblins know the proper way to dance: Arms akimbo, loopy legs askew, Leaping into darkness with delight, Lusting for the ecstasy of fright, Open to the charm of horrors new....

Shadows of a thousand years rise again unseen, Voices whisper in the trees, "Tonight is Halloween

A man that has a dream and remains inactive toward it, is on a deep sleep. With no possibility to achieve or attain that dream.