It is Hajj season.
Believers are crowding into the Sanctuary.
A Sanctuary where everything begins.
My heart seems to follow the wind.
It keeps blowing me to a mountain.
I don't know which peak it is.
Standing on top of everything.
Admiring His majestic creations.
My heart keeps wanting to be alone
alone on the mountain.
But it doesn't feels lonely.
Who is accompanying me actually?
A yearning so great,
no language can match it.
Only you & Creator.
Please treasure this solace,
before the Day,
only you & Allah,
coz' by that time,
you're standing on fiery field....