I stretch my sensible mind, to the best of its limits and boundaries, to look into those none stop miracles, including this breath on mine that has been functioning even in my sleep, but it failed to comprehend.

So I stretch my free spirit to float into this universe, there I can see through, breathless and in so much humbleness, I feel this sacred pulse everywhere and in everything. And when this sacred pulse leaves out (like when a creature dies) we only turn into a piece of dissolving flesh!

Tell me how can I not salute this Sublime Being that bestowed us with this divine spirit?

Salam