A Walk With My King


A Walk With My King

A Walk With My King

Last night, I dreamed of Heaven;
Where I met my Beloved King.
My heart was filled with joy
As I heard the angels sing.

We walked together in silence.
There was no need for words.
My body seemed so weightless,
I felt I could fly with the birds.

Silent thoughts passed between us,
As the events of my life flashed by.
I felt His love and forgiveness,
For the sins I could not deny.

As I gazed into His face,
I saw such tenderness there.
The love that shone from His eyes
No other love could compare.

I woke when the sun was rising.
The birds had started to sing.
I knew it was only a dream.
Yet, at peace, I'd walked with my King.

© 2004 by Marian Jones

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