The Beloved’s heart..once perfected and complete, won’t remain idle in the confines of the flesh. For it longs to break free of the ark that surrounds it… dashing off in such haste…to give all glory to it’s one true love. Trust in the heart of the Beloved…it remembers the way.
For all it really wants to do…is reunite with it’s divinity. Liberate the heart that wants to inspire itself…detach from calling it your own.
The heart in the spirit is not the beating heart… it is the fleeting heart. It is weightless…it is invisible…but it holds so much. It is a treasure chest of love, truth, wisdom, light and beauty.
This is the heart that is free to run into God’s arms and feel his embrace after it’s long journey.
Oh, that is the desire of the Beloved’s heart – to inhabit the precious seat next to it’s God. There it rests…there the Beloved fulfills it’s goal…to gaze upon and become one with it’s Creator.