The beautiful singing of an houri grasps my attention; I follow the familiar sound around the tree, trying to remember where I had heard this sound previously. Looking down I see my wife. She stands before me and I see my face on her cheek clearer than any mirror. The pearl she is wearing, sparkling like the most illuminating star in the night sky. Her alluring aroma reminded me of our childhood years when we first met. I held her in my arms and gazed at her, not for one moment did my eyes abandon hers.
We took a trip to the Friday market of paradise. The north wind blowing and scattering fragrance on our faces and clothes, adding lustre to our beauty and loveliness. My wife peered down at an outfit made of green brocade laced with gold. I asked the merchant for a price he replied, “It’s free, with the blessings of the creator of the Gardens of Eden”. After having bought the suit we sauntered home.
On the way back, the sparkling of a shiny object caught my attention. Curious to know what it was, I shifted my attention towards it while still walking onwards. The object appeared to be moving at an extraordinary speed and gradually turning towards us like a guided missile. With the flash of a moment it appeared just beside us. My eyes focused and I saw a peculiar creature looking up to me. Its body transparent as a polished diamond, with the light refracting perfectly of the many flat faces of its body. It stood three foot tall, reaching a couple of inches just blow my hips. It had a face quite familiar to an elephant, with bulging eyes. In its left hand there seemed to be some sort of invitation. It passed the invitation into my hand and made a hasty departure just as promptly as it came. The invitation was to a banquet to be held at the Grand Hall of Eden in two hours for the crowning of the new king.
We stepped up to the entrance; stood above the entrance doors were two magnificently crafted marble gargoyles. The ornate aged oak doors opened, and we were greeted by the peculiar creature that handed us the invitation. We followed the creature to an ostentatious banqueting hall, decorated with lavish gold outlines and green tinged walls meticulously patterned with rubies that resembled the image of the gates of heaven. The whiff of lavish cuisine made my mouth water. We were taken to our seats and told the ceremony would start in a minute or so. A trumpet announced and a tall man of medium build swaggered to the platform. We all rose from our seats applauded the man. He stood and preached about the kingdom of heaven, the man seemed exceptionally educated and presented himself proficiently. His voice was soft and gently tapped of my eardrums. The ceremony came to a close after he was crowned. Once the banquet had ended we strolled home.
I stepped into my house; a lofty mansion made of gold and silver. I felt the soft, sumptuous, cushioning carpet mould around my feet as I walked to couch. I lent back on a cushion and reminisced of the day that had just passed, leisurely falling asleep.
This is paradise. Somewhere you will be healthy forever and never be ill; you will live forever and never die; you will be grey but never old; and you will be happy forever and never sad.
