In the name of God, the Most Gracious, the Most Merciful
It's heaven
Trees of Paradise and their fruits
Praise be to God, Lord of the worlds
May peace and blessings be upon our Prophet Muhammad
And upon all his family and companions
And after
O companions of Paradise
This is what our Lord promised us
Here we truly see Him as promised
Look at this that God has prepared for us
Look at those trees and shadows
Do you see the fruits and the rivers?
Do you see the eyes of heaven?
How great is this bliss?
Let us get a little closer to these trees
The trees of Paradise are not like the trees of this world
Palm trees are not like palm trees
Pomegranates are not like pomegranates
Nor is milk the same as buttermilk
And honey is not like honey
Yes
The names agree
But the taste and color are different
There is a lot in common between them
So it is correct to give it the name
In this world and heaven
Paradise contains planted places
It has trees and palm trees
And other plants and flowers that we do not know
There are other lands with bottoms
There are no trees there
Its planting is in our hands
We plant those lands by saying, Glory be to God and praise be to God
There is no god but God, and God is great
As God’s friend Ibrahim, peace be upon him, told us
We inculcate it by saying, Glory be to God, the Great
We say there is no power nor strength except in God
We plant it with our own hands while we are in Paradise as we please
O companions of Paradise
The trees of Paradise are great
It has great branches
Its branches even hang outside the walls of the gardens of paradise
It has a great shadow
Even a rider who is able to travel in its shade for a hundred years will not get through
Didn’t God Almighty say?
It remained stretched out
That is, it expands and extends
It does not shrink or recede
This shadow is created by God Almighty with His power without the sun
He is powerful over everything
And these trees too
It has great fruits
One bunch of grapes
The crow walks for a month straight
Without falling or tripping
Until it travels the distance of that cluster
Even if he came down to this world
For all the people of the earth to eat from it
These trees have golden stems
She does not see anything around her that is a bark girl
Or from parts of the tree from which something often falls
O companions of Paradise
Look at the palm trees
Its stems are emerald green
Its fronds are made of red gold
From its fronds will come forth the clothing of the people of Paradise
Including their clips and halal
Pieces are clothes tailored to the body
Its fruit is like pots and buckets
Whiter than milk
And sweeter than honey
Softer than butter
Its dates have no pits
It is one of the great trees of Paradise
Tuba tree
The Glory Rider is walking
In its shadow for a hundred years, nothing can interrupt it
Our Lord prepared it for those of His servants who believed and did righteous deeds
The Prophet, may God bless him and grant him peace, told and said:
Blessed are those who see me and believe in me
Then tuba, then tuba, then tuba
For those who believe in me and do not see me
A man told him
And what a tuba
He said
Tree in paradise
A hundred year journey
The clothes of the people of Paradise emerge from their sleeves
Yes
In that tree our clothes are woven
From it we take our clothing
For decoration and beauty
Otherwise we have no need to change our clothes
Whoever enters Paradise will be blessed and not distressed
His clothes shall not grow old, nor shall his youth fade away
They wear sandals and brocade
They are two types of silk
One of the best colors is green
He combined the good appearance of the dress with its softness
The eye is delighted with its sight
And the body is soft
Oh, you who miss
It is one of the great trees of Paradise
Sidra Al-Muntaha
Above the seventh heaven
Whatever rises from the earth ends there
And there ends the knowledge of creation from the angels and other prophets
This tree, Nabqha, is like Qalal Hajar
Its leaves are like elephant ears
It has colors that we don't know what they are
Not like the colors of the world
We've never seen anything like it
It is covered with a bed of gold and locusts
God Almighty said about her
He saw another catarrh
At Sidra Al-Muntaha
She has a paradise of shelter
As it covers the Sidra what covers it
Then when the wind blows on those trees in Paradise
Leaves move
And hold on to each other
She plays the sweetest melodies
The ears have never heard anything like it
The heart rejoices before hearing
In a balanced tone
And a preserved voice
There is no blasphemy or sin in it
This is the real, authentic tune
You will never hear anything like it except in heaven
If it is accompanied by the singing of nymphs
This is unparalleled rapture
Even if the people of the world heard him
When you are longing and anxious
My friends
In heaven each one of us has what he desires
Even a man from the people of Paradise will desire crops
So he asks his Lord for permission to plant
So God says to him
You can do whatever you want of plants, trees, and palm trees
He says yes
But I like to plant with my hands
He is permitted to farm on his property
He hastens and sows seeds, and they sprout immediately
So his plant comes out quickly
And its leveling and harvesting
It becomes like mountains
All this in less than the blink of an eye
So God Almighty says
Without you, son of Adam
Nothing will satisfy you
But my brothers
In the middle of all these gardens and orchards
This bliss extends as far as the eye can see
How does a person move between his properties and farms?
Don't worry about that
God will create for you whatever boats you want
And beyond what you can imagine
A man asked the Messenger of God, may God bless him and grant him peace, and he said
O Messenger of God
Are there horses in Paradise?
He said that if God admits you to Paradise
I brought a ruby red mare
It has two wings
So I attacked him
So there are horses in heaven
But not like the horses of this world
Horses have wings
It flies quickly to its owner wherever he wants
And when he wants
And in Paradise there are also mottled camels
That is, it has a snout from Paradise
The man rides on it
He takes a walk on it among his properties
And what God has prepared for him
And you will also have sheep in Paradise
Feasts of the animals of Paradise
And for every one of the people of Paradise
There are two types of trees, including mala
In this world there is a second example
Like sidr, the roots of buckthorn are mashed
The place of thorns is the fruit of my colours
This is the misguidance of Sidr from the best of misguidance
And the benefit of recreation is eternal
And the fruits of the best misguidance
Its fruits also have benefits
Some of them bring joy to those who are sad
And tallah, which is ripe bananas as well
A hand with fingers and fingers crossed
As well as pomegranates and grapes
Among them are Qatuf Dawani
This is kind of what he has in this world
A counterpart to be seen with my eyes
Enough of the enumeration here
Of every fruit it has two pairs
I folded it and it was similar in color
Different flavors, the one with my colors
But for its joy and the deliciousness of its depth
Nothing but this is what you find me
She urges her to eat when she gets it
Al-Ainani taught her before him
Ibn Abbas said, “There is no higher paradise.”
Only names you don't see
I mean, the facts are not the same as these
They both agree in name
Oh good man, bring me the fruits and plant them
Likewise, soil is for the gardener
As well as the water with which it is watered
Oh my goodness, that rose is for Damani
If you eat the fruits, its counterpart will come
So I took my place without her
It never stopped or watched the sun go down
From load to balance
She did not need to rise to the rank of Al-Eidani
Rather, the harvests were humiliated, no matter what
Whatever you want, it can be extracted as easily as possible
It has been reported that the leg is made of gold
Narrated by Al-Tirmidhi with my statement
Ibn Abbas said, “And these are the trunks.”
Emerald is one of the best colors
And their portions of the generosity that are in it
And from the abundance of Al-Uqyani
Its fruits contain any stones
Like the likes of Al-Qalal and Jalaz Al-Ihsani
Al-Khudri also narrated that Tuba
Its value is one hundred without any decrease
The sleeves open in it
He dressed them in whatever colors he wanted
Oh God, grant us Paradise and its bliss
Oh God, we ask you for the highest paradise in heaven
Without reckoning or previous torment
Oh God, Amen
And the rest of the journey
It's heaven