My Eternal House Poem by Fatima Nusairat

I saw fully in a dream
My eternal house
Lest I forget
I drew the words in a book
And lest I mix words with images
I Identified the features of my imagination
I've seen my eternal house
Tower high
And its limbs stretch through
And span the whole earth
Inside of its walls
Songs of praise are sung
As an array of birds
Chant and glorify the Almighty
I saw him swelling
extending his arms to each bird
Beyond the horizon
Decorated with lights and the lights above
The most beautiful and aggrandized of lights
Its doors of gold its walls of gold
And a courtyard multicolored
My tongue unable to describe
In words
To those who never knew God's light
No mind or imagination can make them realize
He is obscured, hidden, but eternal
No sea can drown him
Nor sky grow dark around him
In no words can I describe the mercy of God
Yet his presence evident on the wings of a bird in the air
He has honored me and protected my heart against abuses
I saw my eternal house in a dream
Lest I forget
I draw its splendor
For the sharp-witted and judicious
In the folds of the clouds