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 http://www.mariansworldofpoetry.com/index.html This poem may be used in its entirety, with credits in tact, for non-profit ministering purposes.