Yazma cildi 3 · Sayfa 103

العوائد للصالحين. فدخلت مسجدا خرابا منقطعا لأصلي فيه أنا وصاحبي صلاة الظهر، فإذا بجماعة من السائحين المنقطعين دخلوا علينا يريدون ما نريده من الصلاة في ذٰلك المسجد.

وفيهم ذٰلك الرجل الذي كلمني على البحر الذي قيل لي إنه الخضر، وفيهم رجل كبير القدر أكبر منه منزلة، وكان بيني وبين ذٰلك الرجل اجتماع قبل ذٰلك ومودة. فقمت فسلمت عليه، فسلم علي وفرح بي وتقدم بنا يصلي.

فلما فرغنا من الصلاة خرج الإمام وخرجت خلفه، وهو يريد باب المسجد، وكان الباب في الجانب الغربي يشرف على البحر المحيط بموضع يسمى بكة. فقمت أتحدث معه على باب المسجد، وإذا بذٰلك الرجل الذي قلت إنه الخضر قد أخذ حصيرا صغيرا كان في محراب المسجد، فبسطه في الهواء على قدر علو سبعة أذرع من الأرض، ووقف على الحصير في الهواء يتنفّل.^[29]

فقلت لصاحبي: «أما تنظر إلى هٰذا وما فعل؟» فقال لي: «سر إليه وسله». فتركت صاحبي واقفا وجئت إليه، فلما فرغ من صلاته سلمت عليه وأنشدته لنفسي:

شغل المحب عن الهواء بِسِرِّهِ

في حب من خلق الهواء وسخره

patterns for the righteous. I entered a ruined, secluded mosque with my companion to perform the noon prayer. A group of wandering recluses then entered, intending, as we did, to pray in that mosque.

Among them was the man who had spoken to me upon the sea, who I had been told was Khidr. There was also a man of great worth, higher in rank than he, whom I had previously met and with whom I shared affection. I rose and greeted him; he returned my greeting, rejoiced to see me, and went forward to lead us in prayer.

When we had finished the prayer, the imam went out and I followed him toward the mosque’s door. The door was on the western side, overlooking the Ocean at a place called Bakkah. I stood speaking with him at the mosque’s door. Then the man I said was Khidr took a small mat that had been in the prayer niche, spread it in the air about seven cubits above the ground, and stood upon the mat in the air performing supererogatory prayer.^[29]

I said to my companion, “Do you not see this man and what he has done?” He told me, “Go to him and ask him.” I left my companion standing and went to him. When he had finished his prayer, I greeted him and recited verses of my own:

The lover is distracted from the air by his inmost secret,

in love with Him who created the air and subjected it.