Paradise

The Paradise and the delights that it contains:

“ its ground and its soil, from musk and saffron.
 Its roof,  is the Throne of the Most Merciful.
Its buildings,  made of bricks of gold and silver.
 Its trees,  does not contain a single tree except that its trunk is made of gold and silver.
 Its fruits,  softer than butter and sweeter than honey.
 Its leaves,  softer than the softest cloth.
 Its rivers, then there are rivers of milk who’s taste does not change, and rivers of wine that is delicious to those who drink it, and rivers of honey that is pure, and rivers of water that is fresh.
 Their food,  is fruits from whatever they will choose, and the meat of whatever birds they desire.
 Their drink,  is Tasneem, ginger, and Kaafoor.
 Their drinking cups,  crystal-clear and made of gold and silver.
 Its shade, then a fast rider would ride in the shade of one of its trees for a hundred years and not escape it.
 Its vastness, then the lowest of its people would have within his kingdom and walls and palaces and gardens the distance that would be travelled in a thousand years.
 Its tents and encampments, then one tent is like a concealed pearl that is sixty miles long.
 Its towers,  rooms above rooms in buildings that have rivers running underneath them.
 How far it reaches into the sky, then look at the shining star that is visible, as well as those that are far in the heavens that the eyesight cannot possibly reach.
 The clothing of its inhabitants,  of silk and gold.
 Its beds, blankets are of the finest silk laid out in the highest of its levels.
 The faces of its inhabitants and their beauty,
 Their age,  young ones of 33 years in the image of Adam, the father of humanity.
 What they will be hearing,  is the singing of their wives from among the Hoor al-’Ayn, and better than that are the voices of the Angels and the Prophets, and better than that is the Speech of the Lord of the Worlds.
 Their servants,  young boys of everlasting youth who resemble scattered pearls.
 Their brides and wives,  young and full-breasted and have had the liquid of youth flow through their limbs; the Sun runs along the beauty of her face if she shows it.