A Heart Made of Soul

The Soul enters the Heart and returns to the Source of Life. The Spirit, that is Life, is restored to the Giver of this present Time and Life. The Great Spirit is the keeper of Good Souls that are kindred to Love. Their duty on Earth is to Protect and Heal Divine beings. The body and all material baggage shall become lost. All that shall remain High is a lite Heart. The heavy burden has been laid down and the likeness of human flesh is now totally released. A door has been opened beyond the Moon, to the habitat of the superliving. The Heart is not flesh. The Heart is the Soul and the Soul is the Heart. The Path was paved with rock Doves. Feather for flight, these doves dwell at our bedside defending our innocence at each sighting. The Power within the Wings of all Guardian Angels, lacks no Good thing. Strength prevails swiftness. There is not any separation of True Love and the Light Giver.

A Heart of Light travels undisturbed with clear Directions. The perfect resting place, in Fate, is not hard to find. A territory of Healing is now revealed to the Hearts that has Love. The reserved Abode hosts a Gathering to an invitation only event. The Giver of Life has the Spirit of Love. The Journey is upward and the Heart’s destination is final. Fly in love, one with another. Rise in Love, one with each other. Love is now the only Existence.

Reconnect with loved ones that crossed over into Heavenly realms. Smile a Smile incomparable to any Joy you have ever felt on earth. Until now, the Gratitude is Permanent. Love carries the weight, no other world can possibly lift.

Various Flowers bloom an Ancient dialect only the Universe can translate. The bouquet is without an everlasting end. Grandeour fragrance is Aromatherapy for the sacred Heart . A cheerful Soul activates unlimited attar freshness. The respire of a pure soul, lives within the musk of sweet morning dew.

Not a breath can take in the full magnificence of the smell. The cream savour is so valuable, it would become material in an immaterial region.

We must be still to receive our dose of flowers that are in essence one of a kind. These flowers never fade as florals grown in soil or water. There are 12 flowers for the past 12 months. The tree of life has multiplied her fruit in the womb of the promise land.

Darkness is overshadowed with the Light of a billion and a million tiny star clusters.

Imagine flowers made of ethereal stars, blazing radiant flickers of compassion and greetings.

The night sky was left behind.

The Sound of the voices that made Heaven their home, is the ringing of a choir singing in perfect Harmony. Every pitch vibrate on on the highest medicinal Frequency. Togetherness of the Souls that endured much sorrow, exist there.

Finally, the Reward of Life is given. My heart drops the attachment to fear and grasps the voyage to here, there and else galactic where. The direction is North. Air. Air sets things into Stone. Air solidifies Happiness to the Heart. For the Blessed ones, death is not permanent. Death is the beginning of Eternity. Eternity is supposed to be living for all time. We will live, ever faithfully in a New Jerusalem. Through Water we become Human, and through Water we become Immortals. Water transports Purified Souls, reserved for Paradise. We are all Hearts designed to Love only. The giver of Life only sees Hearts that Love with Principle and Morality, properly. The Giver of Life, attracts, in the likeliness of Love. Love knows the way home.

In the end, all we can take, off the face of this earth is our Heart. Our mind will fail us, most certainly. And our actions will have one last chance, to be aligned now, within the reality of Love.