Buffalo Magic Rumble Roar Tells Us, "Walk on Forth, the Lambs of God "

Gift the sun and the moon, drive the hearts all to loom (swoon, rapturous emotion). Gift the place that lies in your heart and make it a world, that is filled with living art.  Give all you have each day. Fill all you do and say.  Don't think we need always walk away, but walk towards others and pray.

We are going down a road, where others have already been told.  We have a lift to fulfill, the joy in this world, and you need to live up to your dreams.  To be a humble warrior who believes. Grab hold of me deer (journey of life).  I will help you go and cheer. We are on our waves of light, each day we navigate our plight.  Instead let's bring each other joy, navigate around boulders of joy.  This is the path we will blast, when we find our light, the light inside that shines.

Glory is to God.  For we are One pure shod (shoe, foot protection, the red road, the law of love).  I say, let's not be foolish, only if medicine keeps us holy.  It's a place in time, to join in arms, to pray.  Let's move this way.  There is a wonder in all we do, when we choose, the language of you.  I listen to your heart like a dove, gathering with your hearts, like I should.  Being there to hold you from fear, like wolves (fierce warrior that protects) do play.  We gather together this day.

Walk on forth, the lambs of God (lambs and wolves, and all the animals).  Fill our hearts, sow full of shot (variegated, streaked, flecked with another color or substance. Interrelationship! vision: blasting particles, like bursting seeds, the projectile male). And it's where we walk into a world, where we spill our love is filled.  Give to all your hearts, and you will feel lulled. You will know God.  There deep inside you flowing, the wind that's always glowing.  And here we do fly, according to why.  It's memories today.  We fly always from yesterday.  But tomorrow is a dream. We live our lives.

We are one big family.  It's God's pure, delight and company.  Gift of ever joy, when our hearts do not void.  Gift all you do and say.  Listen to the hearts so gay.  Give them what they need, fulfill their glorious needs. Help me to guide my way.  Hold me to forever display.  I know it's harmony.  The land you take and gift to me.  I know it's about company if we do find our waves.  Gift the heart of always bold.  We are always chosen cold, but heaven does grow, the warmth of an inner light, where wonder and boldness overcome plight.  Let's hold onto joy.  Tell all that we on soar.  We fly into the light, where we can see, the darkness is released, the light is achieved, and valleys are so bright, and shadows linger with so much light.  And we shall know where each other hide.

Heaven on Earth is where we glide. Fill your heart with despair, then throw it in the air (bless with fire).  We will find a will to shine.  And bless the air.  All our unhappiness does find, a world, that seems oh so very blind.  But we can find a way, when we search a humble day.  Looking for all we do, each solemn day.  Gift a heart so true.  Open in all you do.  Find a prayer within you, to give a way.  We all need you to bee, the heart that is set free.  For Oneness of God has no chance without you.  And while you decide to pray, receive my blessings anyway. For I will shed my love upon you.  Keep you safe, regardless of your view.

I look into your heart so true.  I find the love, I've been waiting for.  It's time for us, to be united.  It's time for us, to choose, without plightness. Instead choose love, that sheds all contempt of the world.  Instead validate, that you don't have any hate.  Forgive, the ones, who did not shine.  They did not know, how to be blind (shine a light from within, offers faith). And we should hold them close, until they loose their ways, of hating all that display.  Instead, give love away. And you will find, we are one heart, divine.

Holiness David Running Eagle drums and White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for the "heart song or sacred song blessings" of Buffalo Magic Rumble Roar Heart today July 6, 2010.

Buffalo Magic Rumble Roar, he is the mighty that will keep score. Don't you belittle the children in here (lambs and wolves), for heaven will show you so much fear. Just be cool as a cucumber and you will sea (vision with a heart), the glory that lives inside of thee. It's Buffalo Magic, a Violet Call (pressure of the world, like a seed to bust forth), the voice of Angels, all about to Fall (bow like the rainbow). Mighty is he who walks into hearts. Buffalo Magic will Rumble your part. And when you are done, you will feel at peace, because you have One (rainbow warrior of prophecy), who could roar for thee! 

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Song for the Pipe

When the pipe comes in your heart and knows where Mother is then we will fly to the heavens and see where God begins, so reach in your heart and find the way, just reach in your heart and sing. Speak all the ones who are elder and true, find their way, find their heart that is blue, when we know the song of all the waters that are pure, and the song of all the breathers that flow.  And when smoke that arises from Mother bosom's heart, bless the sacred space that always knows the way.  Sow heaven when we mistake each other, when we don't know our sacred way, let us help to receive our brothers and our sisters who are pure.  Let them know that each other is only, if you both walk on, inside your heart is where we sang upon the road, let us remember this heart we stand, let us remember this one we make our way. Let us remember God 's mighty hand and the sacred way of the fire pure, of the sacred way of the blue that's pure, of the tears that flow for our bounty knows the way.

Prayer to Heaven and Earth, the Nine Sacred Directions each time we bless with water or fire's light, including the Pipe!  To the East1 and the West2. To the North3 and the South4. To the Up5 and the Down6. To the Sacred all around7. To the heartbeat8 (inside) and breath9(out), I gift all my sacredness. I receive my life for thee. Forever in the breeze!

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 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!