I feel myself drift into the mercy of The Divine, seeking His pleasure.

Time drifts slowly, light upon light illuminates my world.

The eternal shade encompasses my thoughts, and I am cooled by the rivers ever flowing.

My brothers and sisters surround me in silken garb.

Men and women perfected, reclining ever blissfully in airy mansions.

Patience was their virtue.

The wine never ceases to flow, but my head remains clear. All I feel is la ilaha illa Allah.

The honey of my delight has no pain to soothe, and it sweetens my soul.

I speak of the house of peace, where “salam!” is an oft spoken word.

I live amongst the Prophets; I long to converse with Abraham and Moses—

To be friends with Jesus and Muhammad.

The wonders of the Garden are ever reaching, surpassing the enchantments of space and time.

Lovely maidens perfect in beauty, chaste females to enjoy perpetually in virgin copulation—

Pure from vile things, desiring their husbands alone.

Let’s all follow the light of beauty.

The purity of purity in greatness being known.

Thank you my Lord.

Thank you kindly once more.

I’ll see you in the Eastern sky and in the lands of the West.

I’ll know you forever, longing for Jannah.