The body is a covering.
Emotions are a covering.
His thinking is a covering.
His work is a covering.
His house is a covering.
His desires are a covering.
His daily life is a covering.
Man is a baby in coverings.
The Father-Mother knows the difference between the baby and its coverings.
The baby itself doesn’t know.
Therefore cherishes the Father-Mother the baby.
And cares for the baby.
And provides the coverings.
And sees the baby grow.
And let the child cloth itself in new coverings.
And waits.
And let the child get enough of his coverings.
And let the child discover he is not the coverings.
And blesses the grief tearing the coverings of the baby to pieces.
And comforts the child mourning of grief for the lost coverings.
And blesses the
child, when it is fed up with its coverings.And cares for the baby.
And provides the coverings.
And sees the baby grow.
And let the child cloth itself in new coverings.
And waits.
And let the child get enough of his coverings.
And let the child discover he is not the coverings.
And blesses the grief tearing the coverings of the baby to pieces.
And comforts the child mourning of grief for the lost coverings.
And the child is discovering Itself.
And the child experiences he has always been God.
A God in coverings.
And discovers he is not the coverings.
And smiles the smile of the Buddha.
And the child becomes Son or Daughter.
It is accomplished.
My blessings to you all
To paraphrase, The Book of Mirdad by Mikhail Naimy, Chapter 4:The man is a God in coverings, Watkins Publishing
