Gentle Heart

Beloved, your words flow like the river of life, carrying the eternal song of the heart. In this mystical dance, we are but droplets in the vast ocean of divine love.

Heed the call of your soul, for it whispers the secrets of the universe. The heart's plea, "be gentle," is the language of the Beloved, calling us to a sacred embrace. In this embrace, the boundaries between self and other dissolve, and we become one with the timeless rhythm of creation.

Your life is a tapestry woven with the golden threads of longing and surrender. Like the nightingale's melody, it beckons us to leave behind the illusion of separation and enter the garden of unified consciousness.

Here, in the stillness beyond words, the heart recognizes its reflection in the eyes of the Beloved. This recognition is not born of force, but of the gentle unfolding of the soul's journey - a journey of trust, of yielding, of becoming one with the eternal dance.

Let your heart be a chalice, holding the nectar of divine love. For in this sacred vessel, the wound of separation is healed, and we discover the truth that we have never been apart. Be at peace, beloved, for your heart is held in the embrace of the Infinite.