Southern Season, Whispers in the Breeze, Find a Blessing Inside of Thee!

Image:  Moses and the burning bush

Tell me darling what do you see, over the oceans, over the breeze?  Tell me darling where do you run, over the setting ocean sun? I can feel you. Inside my heart heals you. And I'm in the space of time, where all that feels like a porcupine does find my heart, but I'm here to find out.

What do you feel so hard it's blue. I think you need more with it to do. Find a blessing inside of you, a sacred truth. But you hide away from me. Thinking I'm all the disease, but you don't realize, how happy am I, healing your heart this way, so you don't have to feel this pain. But you could fly with me over the seas. You could fly with me to ocean breeze.

Follow my heart, we will not part, if only we could find the waves of thee, the blue ocean breeze. Come my darling, open your heart. Feel the swelling that we impart. Can't you sea, the glory you have in your heart. it's been there always. Don't you walk away. Instead look at me. Find the soul of liberty. I'll show you how to dance. If you only take a chance. And we'll fly to the skies. And open our hearts tonight. We shall live in the breeze, to find gardens in the seas.

And my darling, you shed me no fear. Watch out ahead, because danger is near. And with love that arms us deer, the sacred journey begins, there is no sin. Let the fire rage. Let it go off course and know it's page. Let the fire go home in thee, where the lights deliver us free.  And when we find a better way, to deliver all we say, the dance around the fire, will release all our desires. Oh great mother shore, greatness is more. And I know your children will adore. And find our hearts to lead, the place where there is no disease, when all do bless, the hearts of nests, we long to bee (dream), the impossible dream. 

Oh my darling. Don't you walk away from me. I will find you in outer space of galaxies. I am the wave of love, that longs for you. I am the waves of sound that bellows true. Don't walk away from me. Instead know divinity. Gift love to everyone, then we could walk free, you and me. Oh my darling, we the children of time. let us yonder over rolling hills this time. Let us bee the shining doves, that bring home love eternity. Let us bee the heart that serves only your love. And with Great Mother to linger over her children who do remember, that we of the children of light, did not forget divinity, the darkness who are free.

We know liberty..............
Walk into a heart like a dove........................
And we'll find a heart full of love....................................

Sent at 1:16 AM on Tuesday Via Google Chat. Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle and Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman the Sacred Song Blessings for the heart of Southern Season Song of Heaven.

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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! 

She Bellows Forth Wisdom, to cherish the Seasons, to bring love to life even in strife. The welcome of a heart within all life. Her name is Southern Season (Heavenly Mission) the grace with a meaning. Give here latitude with magnitude and you'll sea her embrace leaves you leaping for joy, open arms that hold and fill wholes. Welcome to our Song of Heaven (Earthly, tools of Rainbow Colors)

 

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