The Dreams

Dream 201

What a great reception hall, gleaming with light and colorful decor! I found myself in it with my brothers and sisters, my maternal and paternal aunts and uncles, along with their sons and daughters.

Then my friends from Gamaliya arrived along with those from Abbasiya and the Harafish. They started singing and laughing themselves hoarse, dancing until their feet gave out, and wooing for love until their hearts pined away.

Now they all lie in their graves, leaving behind them only silence — a warning against forgetfulness.

Exalted is He who alone remains!