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!

White Buffalo Calf Woman (Ptse San Wi Yan) has come home to your hearts. It's time to walk the evolution's path. We all are part of the Rainbow Clan, my relatives each and everyone. Receive the treasures that your iyes(h)ka (interpreter) gifts to you, the sacred song blessings, that always are true (soul and voice of the song). And inside of you, the soul that comes alive, the prayers that live, and shout, "I am and I thrive!"

Image left we honor artist Mary Selfridge. Image right we honor the Unknown Artist

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Aho Dear Twin Deer Mother (White Buffalo Calf Woman), If you have the time and space I would like to receive a song blessing...Thank you very much.
Blessed Be. SS your Song of Heaven, Green child, Spiritual Embrace

Southern Season Greetings, Sending love and kisses to all the misses! http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com/2012/07/a-garden-at-play-heavens-way.html.
your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal child

Aho Beloved Twin Deer Mother, Thank you for the song!!! My soul jumps from joy and got tears in my eyes! This is how I feel inside!!! Thank you for the pics as well! They express nicely what I feel... Welcome to Paradise where the Tree of Life blossoms one's/once more!
Blessed Be. Southern Season your Song of Heaven, Green Child, Spiritual Embrace
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Thursday, September 9, 2010

Esta Shares The Dance of the Fair, a Festival of Love, We Need Realize and Bee (Dream) There!

Myrtle Tree Blossom
Come my darling dance with me. I want you to know liberty.  Don't you hear the bells in me, ringing loud for all to sea. Grow like a child today. Look out over the thunderous waves.  We are living in a miracle, dancing like we should.  There we grow, inside the hood (sky's embrace).

Give me song and liberty.  I will know the dance in me. But my heart finds you there standing still, and I want you to know, I feel. Gift a heart that is real.  When you grow up, to know the song, living, loving, getting along.  We shall find a happy family, where we don't have too much to bleed. We are going home to sea.

Can you fight for freedom today? I want you to look this way. And inside my heart so true.  I want you to know the clues.  Come and join me under the sun.  I know miracles can't be undone. Instead, let's look real deep in the glow, where all does melt, good as snow, b ringing miracles to grow.

There we dew, along the shore, wondering if we don't want more. It's a world, where love is gone. How do we learn how to get along? I think it's time, for magic to shine. I think God is here, looking to receive all fears.  It's a growing heart within, if we don't know, what is sin (seeking the right path). Bring in blessings, you will know, th e gifts God brings.

Along the path, where miracles grow.  I feel your heart and all you know.  But inside my heart, we do flow.  Watching miracles grow.  Dancing in the winds, of time, we know, looking forwards to the everlasting glow. I will hold you until the ends of time, because you are here, to make us blind (alightfromwithin shines, having faith believing in God).

When along the path we sin (shame and blame are the past game, now we forgive, to find miracles this day), don't think we are going to begin (with sin). But instead do better each day, making choices where love leads the way. We are looking out into the world. We are hoping to always fill the void.  And it's a world, where love leads the day, always hoping for a better way. 


Then it shows, the sunlight today.  Then we know, we do have to pray.  Because the world needs us sow much, to plant fields of rainbows, that always touch.  Gift your heart and bloom for always.  I will sea you on the shore, to know, the living waves.  You are my heart today.

We are making a shore, that's good to view, even though we have been so far away from you.  And my heart will always blossom forth, if we realize, that God leads the course.  Having faith is not easy in this sin.  But we cannot lean on what we do begin. Instead my relatives, come join my hands today, leaning on forgiveness that rules all the waves. There in the shadows, dreams do come true.  Because my heart leans on loving you.  And it's magic, where blossoms everywhere, go inside of harmony, teaching us to stare, right into your heart, if I dare.


Holiness David drums. This is a beautiful song. Magic and daring, to know rainbows lead the waves!  Sacred Song Blessings Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman for the heart of Esta, a form of Ester ("myrtle leaf, also star") . Her Rainbow Colors in sacred four directions are Rainbow, Green, Violet, Gray.  Look up these colors and reference in search box on this page http://crystal-indigo-children.blogspot.com If you have further questions, email whitebuffalocalfwoman@gmail.com.

Esta's song is representative of unshakable faith, the the many splendid colors, of the rainbow clan.  WE get this faith from heaven, the darkness of night, where we often sleep at night.  It's the Great Spirit Mother, who is referred to as the Mother of God (often called the Mother of Christ, because Christ is a Crystal person and the Cosmic Mother is the Rainbow person, however she is the grand-daughter to Great Spirit Mother in Heaven), who heals all things with her embrace.


Shining leaves represent the reflection of light, representing stars of heaven, where fragrant blossoms fill the night sky. In the gardens of paradise, where all things fill the senses, we are able to move between the realms of the heart and the breath.  These are the perfumes, that carry our souls. We feel embraced by the Goddess of pure love. Where we are safe, a sanctuary that allows us to dance and sing, with great joy.


In each of us, we are relatives, in the world of rainbow colors. And here we serve each other, bowing to the Kingsmen or kinsmen. These are the beloved children of God, who follow the course of true love.  We are crowned with many rainbow colors, that provides us with the holy tree of life.  This is the buffalo home or holy temple (four sacred directions in the tools of rainbow colors). This home provides us with a place for our sacred soul, to reside, as well as sustenance of "God" to fill us up, with bountiful love. At the horizon, we travel to and fro between realms of light and dark.  And at times of sunrise and sunset, we are afforded the gift of splendid divine radiance of many colors. We are awe struck. Watching, waiting for the light to fill our body, with greatness.  We realize, that this is when we can look directly at the sun lights beams, to drench us with worship of nature and all it's glory at it's fullest.


Through the seasons, the Star travels in the sky over the years, to burst into many auspicious things. We feel magic in the air, as the many colors gift us, seeds for tomorrows journey.  This is the beauty of our lives, blooming, reaching for light, dropping our leaves and seeds, preparing for a new year to dawn forth. This is the height of divinity, the sacred voice within, teaches us, the need to have divine plantings, that radiate again and again, when true love is known. Seeds give us children. Seeds plant faith.  Seeds gift us shade, in another tree of life. In the density of our lives, we twist and create shelter for those, who are in need, animals, plants and rocks.  For it can be stormy in the world, where the winds hit our faces and we don't want to feel, the flowing curbs of the shores.


We feel sanctuary, when we are with others, who share our wisdom of eternal faith in God, the Oneness, we are relative to, referred to the Rainbow Clan.  All things are belonging to God,therefore all we see and don't sea, must come from God's world, of unity and divine substance. Even when we die (from the physical world), we are provided with those, who come to show us the path into heavenly realms.  We are never alone. We are always with God. We are forever in the valley of forests, where even ghosts fly free, to join us, to share the wonders of this world.  We perch our lives, on the branches (reaching for the sky and the sunlight of God's radiance) and roost (four sacred directions) to find comfort in this knowing, we are never alone. What binds us all together, is the magic of this tree of life (holy temple or buffalo home), where the winds (feelings of heaven and earth) of time flows through us. 


The Myrtle Trees, Stars of the Garden, provide a resting place to slumber, with it's over hanging beauty and radiance, smells so sweet.  From season to season, over the journey of our lives (rainbow bridge). It's density and interconnection provides relief from the winds and offers us rest in perilous times. And like a forest that lives through a fire, offers protection for the little creatures beneath the purification process for a renewal of life again. 


The Pacific Wax Myrtle has a whitish coating over the berries or seed pods (nutlet), protecting the fragrance emitted "aromatic resin", just like us.  These edible nutlets are purple (blue/black), which stand for the uprightness of a "Mountain".  The color violet represents the "voice of god" and "strength of the army of god". The dust of life covers our skin, protecting with God's mighty force. We know innately, that fragrance emits a transmission and communication, to hail us "welcome in".  Smell is the bridge to the other realm, our heaven.  We move between realms, when we use our hearts (soul) and initiate  crossing over to the feelings within, our souls. Heaven coming home to Earth, our intelligence (flesh), move in oscillation patterns, moving "back and forth" or "to and fro". These are the Songs of Angels. 


Myrtle trees grow just about everywhere in the world these days, offering us repose, to another glorious day.  Yet in the Arabic word "myrtos" (myrtle) which means bitter, often portrays our lives at times.  

We have gust in our lives, sadness and gloom, with feelings that all just loom, together, we are here to groom, the heart of the soul, which is in bloom.  

Joy let us bee one heart soon! This sums up the totality of the Great Este(r).  The heart of the people, the blossoming of the soul, where we are the revolutions, we plunder, to the simple smile of the child, to the birds lullaby, reminding us all, we must say goodbye, but with a heart full of love, we feel, we could journey and fly home another day.  It's time for us to reach for the sky, leaning on faith, leaning on love. These are the fragrant treasures of our lives. 

Returning once more, to where the green grass grows, beneath the Mrytle Star (Esta) it knows, how to contemplate all life, feel supported and gifted another try.  It's time for goodness to fill the air, when all does learn to stop and take a share, let us dare.

Giving to those who are in need, God will not forsake them, open rivers wild and free, gifting all that comes near to sea (vision with a heart).  Pools of reflection, will it find me?  Turning empty into a sea?  Can my heart fill with your love? I will consider, room to grow up....straight and tall like a tree, upright to believe, to have faith in my fellow relative.  I offer all inside of me, forgiveness, validation for free. I will embrace your heart, so you can be free. 


With the Red Road, shall be, I know that I will suffer for thee.  And I hope too, you will suffer for me. Then we can exchange our hearts and be friends (helpers to each other) and relatives, will be known in our hearts.  Where empty is full with your love.  It's the blue of the true, the heart inside me and you, is where we proclaim, it's God's heart (you).  And there we provide, a resting place to offer life, to each other, who come looking for love, that would be us.  When we learn to bring life, the sweetness in twice, heaven and earth, will kiss and smile.  And in the northern cellar, the sun does bellow, to rise up, to shine another glorious day again.

During Sukkot, a Jewish celebration, for four winds (40), the direction of wandering and freedom, the Hadass or the boughs from the Mrytle tree (relatives on the tree of life) are used to create temporary shelter for the night, to glean and gather some stones, the last remnants gazing at the stars. The North gate looks out to the fruitful land of Ephraim, which means doubly fruitful (Jew and Gentile, Earthly and Heavenly, Soul and Flesh, in other words, united with the Blue, the road to heaven, relatives to me and you, all leaves on the Oneness Tree of Life).  This Sun's view point represent the North-Eastern perspective of the Oneness, where the light is at it's fullest, the Sun does shine, without, or upon light of Earth (reflection and shadow).  This place, begins to rise, like a star in heaven, to twinkle in the night sky.  Here in the darkness, Heaven emerges within. We call this the Bear that Shines, the united four directions (whitey).

And while on route, our journey of life (deer), we build a home for a night, to look into to the sky, our heavens. This journey is celebrated, in our hearts, each year in commemoration, to honor memory of the yearly pilgrimage, to become the wind.  This journey offers us unity with heaven. We join not only in spirit, but in flesh.  Here the blue road (soul, dark), has crossed the red road (flesh, light), where dreams come true (yellow), to shine like a star in heaven (white).  Our return and journey home (temporary shelter), reminds us, how grateful we are, to experience the "Greatness of our Lives". And as the sun rises, morning prayers lift us up, to shine again, until we return to our heaven once more! Traveling the circle of the eternal winds, do blow...

The Antiochian Orthodox Christian people, sing songs of faith to the Mother of God, crying out for protection and honoring salvation to those, who remember the Great Spirit of Mother, leader of Heaven (often confused with Rainbow Mother). For fragrant resins (fragrance from the myrtle and myrrh tree, considered holy anointing oils) is considered divine flowing forth of eternal heaven. Often in dreams and visions, one comes to the realization of the heavenly mother, whom we call the Rainbow Mother. She represents the Rainbow Clan, the many children of God's kingdom. And often the Mother images used in divine iconography, is for the purpose and recognition for her beauty, like that of the Myrtle Tree, Esta(r), "the star of the garden".

What most beings, misunderstand, is the different roles, Rainbow Cosmic Mother, Grandmother and Great Spirit Mother have.  Each play a part of the miracle of heaven.  Rainbow Mother reverberates the many rainbow colors, gives birth to the soul child, the crystal or perfect physical form (this happens over many lifetimes, you could say, she is always pregnant, and this is why we must take good care of her, the rainbow person).  Grandmother is the space of darkness that all light exists (dreams), we simply call it Grandmother Space, the embrace of molecular form (weaving our destiny).  And Great Spirit Mother, who is the leader of heaven, by following us, regardless of our needs. Always protecting, never does she say no.  She listens and gifts warriors (spiritual agents) to protect you in the spiritual world.  However if we do not keep these dark warriors cleansed, like little children, they were, when departing Great Spirit Mother, they soon become corrupt like the world of impure lights of earth.  This is why it's imperative to bless daily and hourly to cleanse our eternal soul and spiritual relatives, who protect us, in times, when we cannot protect ourselves.

In the Greek story, the Goddess Artemis, became a hare (rabbit) and seek protection under the Myrtle tree, because "Instead of harm, I shall greet the fragrance of the blossoming myrtle tree (Rainbow Mother), who shall lift me over the rainbow bridge to heaven".  Here the rabbit (hare/hair) is the communicator of the kingdom of God.  When other rely on facts, the rabbit relies on the heart of the situation, uniting opposition, with clever and witty reverberation, bringing heaven home to the earthly roam.  This too is the recognition of the Rainbow Mother, in her representation of what a Mother must learn to do to keep her family happy, to join the soul and heart, with the flesh and wild of desires.  Harmony walks the fine line of the to and fro, greeting and departing, with open hearts and returning home with joy, even after brutal failure. Mothers tend to have open arms, just because you came home.  This embrace, is what true love as it embarks the adventure of our lives. This ancient tradition, will continue and haunt you, because as  you know Mother has eyes in the back of her head. You can't get away, from all she knows. It's best to use love, on the rest of the Rainbow Clan and during your journey and divine roaming, to new shores, to share tears and stories to again, in time.  We rush to blind (alightfromwithin), the heart that shines! And within this darkness of heaven, we remember the crystalline stone river, where all our souls fly like the wind, in our dreams. Now we learn to fly, with our eyes open and our dreams, come alive. Heaven welcome Home!


Various other information around the world, that speak of the Myrtle Tree, the Star of the Garden!



MYRTLE: 



Greek : Myrsinê, myrrinê, myrtos 


Species : Myrtus communis 


Description : A small evergreen tree or shrub with aromatic, spicy-tasting leaves. It blooms with sweet-scented, white or various rainbow colored flowers in spring and summer, and produces edible blue-black berries. 


Sacred to : Aphrodite (brides wore myrtle-garlands and bathed in myrtle-scented water on their wedding day)




Crape Myrtle, by Betty Barr Mackey
Crape myrtle is a flowering tree with multiple large, showy flower panicles in electric colors that sizzle across the branches-pink, purple, red-violet, and white. Crape myrtle is a broad-crowned deciduous tree that is variable in size, averaging about 20 to 25 feet, but potentially taller. Dwarf forms are also available.

Often multistemmed, it has smooth, sculptured gray bark that gently exfoliates, showing multishaded underbark. Dappled shade allows for the growth of complementary ground covers beneath its leaf canopy. The petals are crinkled, like crepe paper, and appear recurrently July through September.

The Centennial Spirit Crepe Myrtle Tree [Lagerstroemia indica "Centennial Spirit"] grows from 10-20' at maturity with full sunlight. This variety has abundant red both in the summer when blooms appear as well as in the fall when leaves turn reddish-green, with double seasonal blossoming!


Crape myrtle tree is a flowering tree. This deciduous tree is a nice specimen plant. The crape myrtle is a flowering tree with a broad crown.

How to grow: Transplant container-grown or balled-and-burlapped plants into slightly acidic, well-drained soil. The crape myrtle will not flower well in the shade, where it is subject to powdery mildew. It can get tip blight if planted too far north. Encourage recurrent blooms by tip pruning spent flowers.

Uses: Used as a tree or shrub, crape myrtle is a good choice as a specimen plant, for borders, or to plant near a corner of the house.

  * Shade Trees. Towering overhead, shade trees can complement even the biggest house, and define the amount of sunlight that reaches your yard.
    * Fast-Growing Trees. To make an immediate impact on your landscape, turn to these rapidly-soaring trees, which will reach for the sky right away.
    * Specimen Trees. These trees stand out for their beauty, height, and shade. They're the star of any garden. http://home.howstuffworks.com/define-crape-myrtle.htm


Myrtle [Scientific name: Lagerstroemia indica], is an attractive evergreen shrub or small tree. It grows wild in regions along the Mediterranean Sea and temperate regions of Asia. Some people in the United States cultivate it as an ornamental plant. The myrtle has shiny leaves and fragrant white flowers. The leaves, bark, and blue black berries are also fragrant Manufacturers use them in making perfume. The bark is used in tanning industries of southern Europe. Ancient Greeks thought myrtle was sacred to the goddess of love. Aphrodite. They used it in festivals. (The common periwinkle is often called running myrtle. It has creeping stems and attractive blue flowers.)

Scientific classification. Common myrtles belong to the myrtle family, Myrtaceae. Their scientific name is Myrtus communis. The common periwinkle is in the dogbane family, Apocy-naceae. It is Vinca minor.


Pacific Wax Myrtle trees provide habitat, food and beauty to coastal California regions throughout the seasons and over years. Evergreen myrtle trees bloom in March or April and then burst out with brownish purplish berries in September. The dense foliage and twisting branches provide animals with a windbreak in cooler, stormy winter months. Even in death, the wood remains in valley forests as ghost trees that birds use for perching and roosting.

A myrtle tree growing in the native plant garden of the Morro Bay Natural History Museum, Morro Bay, California, 8/2009

The waxy name of the tree refers to a whitish coating that covers the berries or nutlets. Underneath the wax, the berries are a hidden purple. Early American colonists on the East Coast collected the wax of a similar myrtle, the bayberry, to make fragrant candles.

Myrtle Symbolism

Myrtle trees grow in the Middle East, Egypt and around the Mediterranean, so the word "myrtle" has an old origin from Greek, myrtos, a bitter, aromatic resin, and the Arabic word for bitter. The word myrtle is closely related to myrrh, one of the fragrant gifts the Magi gave to Jesus, even though the myrtle tree and the tree that produces myrrh are in two different scientific families.

Myrtle trees (Myrtus communis) offer us spiritual wealth, Heb HaDaS (Neh.8.15, Is.41.19, 55.13, Zech.1.8,10,11)

The afflicted and needy need water, but have none. God will not forsake them, and open rivers and springs, wilderness a pool of water, and dry land, fountains of water. Trees in the wilderness and deserts, consider and gain insight as well. God has done this creation.

Free offer of mercy.  Instead of the nettle (pain and suffering), the myrtle (star of the garden, blossoms and shade) will come up. In the Neh.8.15 proclamation, saying go out to the hills, myrtle branches to make booths, as it is written, each on the roof and courts of the house of God, and the square and Water gate, and the gate of Ephraim ("double fruitfulness.", heaven and earth) (north gate to Jerusalem, looking towards Ephraim in the wilderness. This was a town to which our Lord retired with his disciples after he had raised Lazarus, and when the priests were conspiring against him (John 11:54). It lay in the wild, uncultivated hill-country to the northeast of Jerusalem, between the central towns and the Jordan valley. ). The law, suns of isreal, will live in booths during the feast of the seventh month.

Meanwhile, throughout the Jewish world, Jews selected and obtained their Four Species for Sukkot

    * Lulav – a closed frond from a date palm tree.
    * Hadass – boughs with leaves from the myrtle tree.
    * Aravah – branches with leaves from the willow tree.
    * Etrog – a citron fruit.

Sukkot commemorates the Israelites' forty years of wandering in the desert after being freed from slavery in Egypt. As part of the holiday observation, a decorated temporary hut (sukkah) is erected under the open sky outside Jewish households. The Four Species are used during the morning prayers. http://www.sherrysknowledgequest.com/myrtle.htm

Apolytikion in the Fourth Tone
O people now let us clap our hands in faith and sing songs to the Mother of God crying out with fervor, Hail the protection of all those in danger, Hail the salvation of those who honor you with longing, Hail you who granted healing to the paralytic.

Ρᾶνον θείοις μύροις τόν σόν λαόν, ἡ ἐν μυρτιδίοις ἀνατείλασα θαυμαστῶς, ἁγίᾳ Εἰκόνι, θαυματουργῷ καί θείᾳ, καί δίδου τήν σήν χάριν, Μυρτιδιώτισσα.

Megalynarion
Sprinkle your people with divine myrrh, who in the myrtles shown forth wondrously, a holy Icon divine, and grant your grace, Myrtidiotissa.


Even the Bible refers to myrtle trees as in Isaiah 55:13, "instead of the brier shall come up the myrtle tree," a shrub well-loved for its fragrance. In the ancient Greek city of Sida, residents treasured a myrtle tree where the goddess Artemis, disguised as a hare, was said to take refuge.

The myrtle tree, then, manages to symbolize aspects of Easter, Christmas and Halloween. The hare story fits with Easter. The Christmas association with myrrh makes me think of the tree as a symbol for the last part of the year. Then thinking of the old trees haunting California forests as ghosts conjures up a Halloween image.

Lemon Myrtle:
Of all the useful native Australian plants, the magnificent rain forest lemon myrtle tree is my culinary favorite. These attractive trees grow to around 26 feet (8 m) tall and may even reach 60 feet (20 m) in tropical conditions. The growth is bushy with low branches covered in dark green, oval, tapering leaves that look like bay leaves. In autumn, small white flowers bloom in thick, soft clusters making this an excellent tree to grow for its appearance as well as its usefulness. Both the flowers and fruits may be eaten, as well as the leaves.


The aroma of lemon myrtle is similar to a blend of lemon verbena, lemongrass and kaffir lime with a haunting eucalyptus background, something that is particularly noticeable after rain. The flavor is distinctly lemony and tangy, with distinct lime zest notes and a pleasantly lingering, slightly numbing camphor aftertaste. Lemon myrtle s citral content (the component that gives it a lemon flavor) is around 90 percent, compared with around 80 percent in lemongrass and only 6 percent in lemons. Powdered lemon myrtle leaf is coarse, pale green and when fresh releases all of these aroma and taste attributes.

Source: The Spice and Herb Bible, Origin and History:
Although there are no records to establish the exact antiquity of native Australian herbs and spices, these hardy yet frost-sensitive trees have been growing wild in the coastal areas of New South Wales, Victoria and South Australia for many thousands of years. When these were identified and classified, the botanical name Backhousia was given to this species after a Yorkshire nurseryman, James Backhouse. Lemon myrtle trees are now grown in South Africa, the southern United States and southern Europe, and in more recent times, propagation with a view to extracting the essential oil has taken place in China, Indonesia and Thailand. The most active undertakings in the 20th century, dedicated to the

development of a culinary and essential oil industry revolving around lemon myrtle, were thankfully in this plants native Australia.

Clove, Pronounce it: klo-ve

The dry, unopened flower bud of the tropical myrtle tree family used to flavour a wide variety of sweet and savoury dishes. Cloves can be used whole or ground to impart a strong sweet but spicy and peppery flavour so should be used in moderation to avoid over seasoning.


And finally, we have insects who live at the base of the Myrtle tree, protecting and cleansing the bark of the tree.  These are called bark-louse, of any of several insects living on the bark of plants. Bark louse psocid  is a small winged insect living on the bark and leaves of trees and feeding on e.g. fungi and decaying plant matter, thus in constant cleansing of the world of beauty, belief, rest, food and rainbow colors, these creatures ensure the continuation of our treasures, the Myrtle Trees.




The Grace of God is here to see, how great all of us can bee (give us wings to fly, magic hearts, share all, with thy)! Each part of thee, belongs to me.  I am a sounding board, of what there is much more.  I fill my cup with loving drink, to know that God is here.  And if my heart, does sing in song, and dance, heals me along, I know, I am found.  Release my soul, all divine in me, the trusted to do my part.  I gift my heart, and learn to part, with what doesn't belong to me, because it's will finally be free, to remember to come home to me, the God that fills me up, the winds, the sound of Angels sing!


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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!


Let the myrtle tree share, all the happiness out there, bringing tears to rest in resting contemplation.  And when we are down, the Myrtle tree will shine, as Rainbow Mother Esta does shine.  Star, star on the hill, can you find it in your heart to be still. I look at your light, the greatness inside the night, my soul does reach for your love. 

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