Our soul is something invisible to us. It’s like the wind. You can’t see it but you can feel it. And it makes up your core, it makes up who you are on the inside, on the deeper level, it is the divine intersection in our life. A bridge connecting our being to that energy. That energy in the outer space that pulls onto us.
But what have we left of this only heavenly thing within us? Our soul now is nothing more than a bud trapped in its sapels called our body. We torment it silently in the dark within us.
At the same time , we forget , a bud is bound to bloom into a flower. The universe is pulling it towards itself and it is bound to meet it’s explosion that’ll change everything for it and make it free.