Midrash- "Nefesh"

A midrash I penned that is Derived from Genesis 2:7

The Lord God formed man from the dust of the ground. After creating the world God was standing at the foot of a mountain he had just created, admiring its beauty, when he bent down and cupped the dust from the mountain into his hands. He spit into to the dust and formed mud. He began to shape, scrape, and sculpt the mud until he had perfectly formed man in the image he desired. Yet, man stood there motionless, without life, breath, compassion, love and all of the wonderful things inside God that he wanted to share. He knew that the mud would eventually pass and that he could never pass. He wanted man all to himself for eternity. God knew he needed to give him something that would last forever, something of himself, and that always no matter the circumstance man and God could still be connected. Deep inside God was his essence, his breath that gave him life, he called it his nefesh or what we know to be our souls. God summoned his nefesh into his lungs, laid his lips upon his creation and exhaled exactly half of his nefesh into the mud. This is why God desires to be with man and man desires to be with God, because only together can both be complete. In a divine and eternal respiration the mud dried up and fell to the earth, and out of the dust appeared man in the fleshly form that we know humans as. Everything was perfect. Man and God would take long walks together, they ate together, stayed up late talking, and were in utter perfect communion. This was only because their nefesh’s formed together seamlessly. Adam and God were perfectly at home. When man fell, his nefesh became separated from God’s. Man now wanders the earth searching for the other half of his nefesh. But nothing that man tries to fit into his nefesh fits as seamlessly as God’s nefesh. All the while God was also in constant agony waiting, wishing, and offering compassion to invite the other half of his nefesh home. Both desired to be complete. Creation and the fall mark the beginning of the divine perfect love story of a god bent on brining home the other half of his nefesh.