A Dream

Last night I dreamed I walked in Heaven
but how it was I did not see.
There may have been the gates of pearl
and walls of solid gold.
I did not raise my eyes to look
for at my side you also walked
and your strong hand was warm in mine.

Sweetly we communed and talked
untroubled by constraints of time.
What we said was nothing new
to be remembered afterward.
How you looked I did not see
nor where we went give heed

But weightless was our walk,
sweet harmony our talk
and firm and warm your hand.

Jennifer Hashmi