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Shiavault - a Vault of Shia Islamic Books Journey of the Unseen World Chapter 4 - Journey Towards Third Station We got up and resumed our journey. The road was good and it was easy going. On both sides were dense trees laden with fruits and a lake of cool and sweet water flowed alongside the path. A pleasant breeze further refreshed the mind. It was as if we were beholding the very image of the Beauty of God. The journey passed without any problems worth mentioning.

It had been so easy that we were not in the least tired or travel-weary when we reached the third station. Each of us was given a separate palace for our stay. The bricks of these palaces were of silver and gold. The palaces were elaborately equipped and furnished and not a single thing was lacking. The delicate crockery, exquisite flooring and murals were unbelievable, The servants were beautiful, well-mannered, eloquent and well-dressed.

They were busy, moving all around us, making arrangements for our comfort, as if they were the very pictures described in Quran: "Around them circle beautiful, ever living boys (servants)" and when you see them, you will imagine them to be spread pearls and when you behold, then you will behold bounties and a large power." I felt shy asking such people for service. Suddenly, I spotted a large mirror and in it I saw the sublime station to which by his grace the Exalted Allah had elevated me.

I felt high on being so honoured and rested back comfortably. Night fell and the palace became illuminated. Careful scrutiny revealed that the light was emerging from the branches of the trees. This light was so bright that a thousand of our electric bulbs would not be able to match it. The palace and the gardens were bright with this light. I was wondering at this spectacle when a voice called out verse 35 of Soor-e-Noor Allah is the light of the Heavens and the Earth.

The similitude of this light is as a niche wherein is a lamp. The lamp is in a glass. The glass is as if it were a shining star, lit from a blessed tree. the olive, neither of the East nor or the West, whose oil glows forth (of itself) though fire did not touch it; light upon light; Allah guides unto his light, whomsoever he wills." I at once realised that the tight was of the tree of Muhammad (S.A.) and his progeny and this city, the city of love.

Only those people were allowed to stay here who had the ultimate love for Muhammad (S.A.) and his progeny.