Interspace of Bliss

Your soul departs
on a cloth of white silk

To paradise you’ll fly
wherin rivers of honey and milk

Amid rows of angels you ascend
so The Almighty you can meet

Diffusing from your soul
a fragrance of musk so sweet

Rest then in an abode
of beauty and peace

Awaiting the day where
rewards shall never cease

Your beautiful garden in paradise
you’ll seek with delight

All the bounties He has gifted
by his supreme power and might

Surely your presence
all will so dearly miss

but we are at ease
aware you are in eternal bliss

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