Today I sing for you, my heart is part of the blue, the magic circle of love's embrace, my heart is longing to be undone (unraveled under the sun, but my job is to unify the many splendid colors of God and gift birth to the souls of my rainbow children). But as we glisten inside the shores, we do look and we do adore, the heart of miracles we lift inside, is where our souls always preside. I'm your (cosmic) Mother (soul within, the rainbow person) deep in my heart, but I must be a Man (flesh without, dreams fulfilled, hero), to do my part, for the mission to bring children home realizes that we must bow to our thrones (great great grandmother-garden, crystal-peace, lavender-protection, red-law of love, those with crowns. we are all related therefore blue -royal true- or relatives/leaves on the tree of life, meaning at some point in time, we all get to do the crown's job, belonging to the people, as we all rotate our positions as we learn to evolve, this happens over many many many many lifetimes). (river of tears, wiping my tears away) NOW, it's time to play. Tears go away, feel all I say, it's time to go home. Rivers of pain, don't feel no gain, but we must bee a breeze that goes up the hill (tears flow over rolling hills, cheeks do shed). And I am there upon that hill, raging red (law of love) upon the window sill (point of view, out a window's view). And my heart knows, it's a river of gold (quivering lips, waves of light, like waves of sound, a song is known). My heart speaks to all the children who need.
Come and feel the song upon our hearts. Know it's where we steam (water and fire) and let it out. And it's time for us to glow, to bring stones from lower below, to rise above, to mountain tops and blow their horns. Let us show the world. It's time to go down valleys still (peace is known, when we drone, work together as a hive). It's heaven's home, down where the sin did roam, but now we reside, the holy pride (clan), who will subside, only to law of love. Only for those who know the law. Only for those who can sea, into a heart.
Valleys grow and fill with clouds. And they rumble all the while. And what do we do, but feel the world and it's view (tears in my heart and river of tears). It's time for us to gain. To bring this misery and shame and deliver it to God and say, "I forgive all the clouds. Let me light my fire today. Let me teach my brothers to pray. Show me which way to go! (tears) Oh my tears do know". How will I ever know your hands? If I don't live and reprimand, when you are lost and alone. I will shout to find you at home. Don't you see, children live in me. Don't you see, the rainbow tree? I want you to know, we are beholden to one glow.
We belong to God you sea, all your heart and even disease. We are one place, a living hallow disgrace. But if we decide to change our minds. We could purify all that's unkind. We could save this world, because it's heaven's will. And it's time for us to realize, who and what we are, we don't need despise, instead let's live on love. It's the law of heaven above. Let us sing the song of you. Let us bring in a brand new view. With all this kicking I feel, I know it's got to be real.
And when you birth your soul to live, to join the physical world of dreams, then we shall be unified. We shall live with pride. We shall know true love, because we purified. Bless your children every day. Bless the computer that you do play. Bless the people in the streets, in our televisione at home, bless them straight, always wanting hate you know, because thrill always comes in a show. Now it's time for us to realize, how we change this from living knives. Let us Peirce the heart of those we love. Let us grieve to bring them home. And bow will we, just the like the rainbow tree.
Come my children, each and every one, bring in happiness under the sun. And we shall feel alive. We shall know each other without knives. We shall live in brotherhood, like children in a hood (sky's embrace of oneness, journey of the light or rainbow colors, numinous and luminous).
Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand, elder lavender person. Sacred Song Blessings for Celso Walking Rainbow our Twinkle of Delight, Rainbow person, Cosmic Parent. Throw your rock (blessings from your heart) into the Red River today, follow the law of love, the Red Road Grows!
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