He is in a daze. Blinded by his love for his Creator.
He hears the prayer calls. He feels the people he accidentally bumps into, but he is not there.
He is connecting his spirit.
UP. uP. Up. up.
All around him, to wherever He is.
All inside him
All outside him
He knows people in the mosque are yelling at him for not sitting down and listening to the sermon.
He walks in a daze. Deafened by his Love.
He stumbles over people.
Some are already trying to catch his feet.
To pin him down.
Remove him from the mosque.
But he fumbles carelessly on.
Towards the empty keranda in the corner.
Upon reaching it.
He simply, crawls underneath.
Lying down he
folds his hands over his chest.
Everybody present goes silent.
Watching him closely.
His lips move without a sound.
Bismika Allahuma Ahya Wa Bismika Amuut.
He then closes his eyes.
A faint smile is visible on his lips.