The Sky if Full of Dreams, Rainbows and Butterflies!

Sacred Heart Song of Blossoming Petals

My song is higher than the sky, it bounds and over flows but I have more than I can keep, when love spills and snows tell me are there butterflies in the spring or deer that travel north.  The time I have will enchant the rest, when I spring overflow and when the days turn into time, my will can always rhyme tell me when blossoms take shape and give rise to the sun? 

The place that I run, the place that knows the Sun.  My heart knows when the rain will come and find the heart of your kind and charming and sublime.  Will it be all the same most of the time.  I have to look upon the stars again to shine, I must tend the garden to grow, but when you look inside and don't think you need to grow, well then, it's time to drop the show!

Let us go out to play and live again another day to find rain-bows in the sky.  Here we will be free again, to know liberty in our hearts.  We can be the ones who love in all the rain. My tears that flow for you, is only but a dream, when they find you keeping all inside.  If you share my love with you, then we can know the  way, of dreams and butterflies who play all day!

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  It's time to come home where we sing and dance, where the heart does smile. Give me a hand and we will make a stand. Into the new dawning, where the rolling hills, will blend our heart, to be paradise again. We are part of the sacred Rainbow, the Clan that does know the way! Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, we make a new land *•♫♪♥♪♫•* come join my hands!

Sacred Song Blessings, gift all a good song, because you are perfect in all that does song. Our hearts reach into heaven, and we flood, with a sound, the music of Angels, that gift us pure sound. I want you to know, that you are part of God, the echo, that lingers till light hits the "Dawn". And we are the magic, that children who know, the heart always has pureness, like the blessed snow!