Splashing and holding onto the water ball, there is standing my heart like a ball, it reaches and guides me, to the other shore and I say, that I love you, but you seem to abhor. Now, what does this tell you, so many don't know me. They think my heart is putrid, but really I must bleed. They don't see my wisdom and offer tear at me, I say, there is a better way, when all come to speak and glee.
Show up, to the calling, the answer is in God, come and swim to the echoes of those who want in. Just listen and whisper, to all who are near, for they will hear you and comfort all your fears. I wonder who art thou, the song of calling near. The days of better heart felt, the days that give us arrears. But now, we must show impudence, to shallow creeks that fear, because the wisdom is lacking because they do fear.
Trust God I tell them, but they don't seem to believe. I tell them they are mighty and they can show you the breeze, and when we are worshiped and when we are true, the shadows fall to you, to be blessed and amused. There is so much to learn in the world, that I have so much to do. I wonder and waiting for them to use, the distant calling. The distant abuse, of waking up neighbors just to give the bad news.
I say, they need more than, the world will see. I say, we need them more than to be. I say, we need them to be the heart of man, to say, we need them to call the hand of hands. The many who are distant, they need come home, the inside of the land now, is where they hide, but if we cross together, then we will see, the heart of all the people that really believe.
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for the Heart of Pastor Matt, that his heart is full enough for glee, to spell that we are going home. Just believe, just conceive, just be the one you need, to be the rising sun in thee!
Good night, blessings to you, blessings to your heart, blessings in your start. Blessings in your walking world of dancing up all night. Blessings as you glide, show the world you don't hide. Let them know the way of glow, the dance of love that's full of life. Blessings to and fro, to go and grow and grow, the light inside, that we don't hide, it loud and fills my life. I am the rainbow clan, the heart of all the man, the place we grow, the place we know, the prayers that show us how. We are the light of God, who glow and show out loud, we speak our hearts and we show our starts, and we bless you throughout the nights. Bless you in the a. m. (morning). Bless you in the p. m. (afternoon), bless you in all hours. Bless those who you travel. Bless those to your right and left. Bless those on the up and down. Bless you in front and in back and I bless you where you start. Bless you while you dance all day, remember the song and the night, the voice of the day, the song of the night. The place we dance and find our ways. Blessing you, blessing to me, blessings for freedom for all to know liberty. Blessings, to find the hill, blessings to be the ant hill (to find light at the end of the tunnel). Blessings to bring the spring. Blessings to bring the fall. Blessings, for the sacred rainbow, blessings, for all to know.
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