|Holy Eight (8) of the Morning Star Here I (1) Stand Blessing 9 Sacred Directions|
We gift our hearts and hands to watch the fields grow together (a perfect start). The places stand to make a man, a garden play ground for yee/you. Give all you have to cherish all the parts, for man need only grieve, not sadness but joy (sweet sorrow on your departing company). We blow our hearts in the wind. Take cover in my arms this day because love grows here. Come let's start a grand new life where all are relatives again.
Pray With Elders around the World
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!