Man was given heart and brain, so he can live and think alike. A gift so great that other species would get scared if they were to understand.
The heart keeps man flowing and alive, the everlasting beat, so invisible, so mysterious, and still present at all times.
The brain provides shelter to the mind, although mind does not exist. Man lives up there and forgets about the rest. Moving in it, he is never transcending beyond.
His thoughts are omnipresent, moving fast in the past and future. Defined by his mind, he still doesn’t know himself.
The everlasting beat never stops. It repeats involuntarily with time in line. The gap in between is its rest, just as divine breath reaching within.
Man became his mind, making it permanent. Forgetting that it is like walking, minding only stops once unconscious. In dreamless sleep the head unminds, transcending man when he cannot attend.
The part that stops, man calls his own. The part that lasts, man never listens to. The head is knowing, the heart is feeling, and man’s being remains within. Let feeling connect knowing back within.
Man IS once born. Heart grows beside being loved, mind is built with utmost care, not by him. The shaken bridge cannot connect back within, even when believed as such.
So man keeps wandering everywhere, finding himself homeless without roots. As such, breath never reaches his divine. He knows everything but himself, and is not anywhere within.