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*** { THE CREATION OF PARADISE } *** |
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thezman |
11/02/04 at 15:23:08 |
Bismillah Salam Alaikum; The Book Of Mohammed: The Creation Of Paradise By: Yaziji-Oglu Hither Come, O Seeker After Truth! If Joy Thou Wouldest Share Enter On The Mystic PathWay, Follow It, Then Joy Thou It Share Harken Now What God (Exalted High His Name!) From Naught Had Formed Eden's Bower He Hath Created, Like, It's Lamp, He Did Prepare. Loftiest It's Sites, And Best And Fairest Are It's Blest Abodes Midst Of Each A Hall Of Pearls---Not Ivory Nor Teak-Wood Rare Each Pavilion He From Seventy Ruddy Rubbies Raised Aloft Dwelling These In Which The Dwellers Sit Secure From Fear Or Care. Round Within Each CourtYard Seventy Splendid Houses He Hath Ranged Formed Of Emeralds Green---Houses These No Fault Of Form That Bear There, WithIn Each House, Are Seventy Pearl And Gem-InCrusted Thrones He UpOn Each Throne Hath Stretched Out Seventy Couches Broidered Fair. Sits On Every Couch A Maiden Of The Bourne Of Loveliness: Moons Their ForeHeads, Days Their Faces, Each A Jeweled Crown Doth Wear Wine Their Rubies, Soft Their Eyes, Their EyeBrows Troublous, Causing Woe: All-EnChanting, Paradise Pays Tribute To Their Witching Air. Sudden Did They See The Faces Of Those Damsels Dark Of Eye Blinded Sun And Moon Were, And Life's Stream Grew Bitter Then And There Thou Wouldst Deem That Each Was Formed Of Rubies, Corals, And Of Pearls Question There Is None, For God Thus In The Qur'an Doth Declare. Tables Seventy, Fraught With Bounties, He In Every House Hath Placed And On Every Tray Hath Spread Out Seventy Sorts Of Varied Fare All These Glories, All These Honors, All These Blessings Of DeLight All These Wonderous Mercies Surely For His Sake He Did Prepare. Through His Love OnTo Mohammed, He The Universe Hath Framed Happy, For His Sake, The Naked And The Hungry Enter There O Thou PerFectness Of Potence! O Thou God Of Awful Might! O Thou majesty Of Glory! O Thou King Of Perfect Right! Since He Eden's Heaven Created, All Is There Complete And Whole So That Naught Is Lacking, Nothing He Created Needs Repair Yonder, For His Righteous Servants, Things So Fair Hath He Devised That No Eye Hath Ever BeHeld Them, Hope Thy Soul's Eye, On Them Stare. Never Have His Servants Heard Them, Neither Can Their Hearts Conceive Reach UnTo Their Comprehension Shall This UnderStanding Never There That God A Station Lofty, Of The Loftiest, Hath Reared That UnClouded Station He The Name Vesila Caused To Bear. That To His BeLoved Yonder Station A Dear Home May Be Thence Ordained Is Heaven's Order Free From Every Grief And Care In It's CourtYard's Riven Center, Planted He The Tuba-Tree That A Tree Which Hangeth DownWard, High Aloft It's Roots Are There. Thus It's Radiance All The Heaven's Lighten Up From End To End Flooding Every Tent And palace, Every Lane And Every Square Such A Tree The Tuba, That The Gracious One Hath In It's Sap Hidden WhatSoEver There Be Of Gifts And Presents Good And Fair. Forth There From Crowns, Thrones, And Jewels, Yea & Steeds & Coursers Come Golden Leaves And Clearest Crystals, Wines Most Pure BeYond Compare For His Sake There InTo Being Hath He Called The Tuba-Tree That From Ebu-Qasim's Hand Might EveryOne Receive His Share. Fi Amanillah Ziad |
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