Truth seeker

I feel the need to cry. He cried from a vague longing mixed with a vague promise of meeting him. And embrace in the vastness of eternity and the warmth of all life with all kinds of warmth. The warmth of feathers, solar fluff, heart and love.
He really felt warmth in his limbs, and the wind blew quickly, bringing a song to his ears. He was almost confused about its source at first, but he looked in every direction until he recognized the source of the anthem and walked to it. He entered upon people there. It seemed to him that he was seeing something better than what he had seen in the Temple of Fire. There he forgot about himself until the whole day had passed, and he did not feel any financial need at all, neither food nor drink. His spiritual feeling numbed all the senses, and all energies were transformed into serving the spirit. The eye saw and saw what was behind things, and the ear began to hear in sounds a new brightness, and all ways of knowledge emanated from the heart and returned to it, and the original senses became ordinary servants, so he did not feel hunger or thirst, as if the originally clay body was halfway to transparency and dispensation. Just as it relates to the origin of existence, its source, its ruler, and the path of the spheres within it