But we all have things we must do. And I'm a green river view. I must hold them when they go away. I will wait for them to come another day. Heaven fill me with your voice. Let my world come home this day by choice. Let my soul fly home to eternity, where I'm free, where I'm free. Now, I know, my soul does wind. It's the part of always coming home to the sin (those who need to forgive). And I must hold onto that face, the one who offered me disgrace. And they don't know, what I feel, but it's really hard, it's really real. And I want them to know my heart. Don't they know, I'm a sacred part. Heaven come home to me this day. Fill my sails and let me play. Know my heart willows in the wind. Just put life back in the green grass again.
Heaven's arms show me the way. Fill me with your love to know to stay. Tell all my enemies, I love them true. Tell my world, I seek a better view. And when they go to heaven's door (crystal person), help them know, it's they (looking at soul self), who looks and implores (at the door of heaven), to show the world, we all adore. And my heart longs to sea, the shore of Galilee* (on the other side to heaven, my soul self), where my heart is abundance radiantly, the house of God**, that sets me free.
Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, crystal person (everywhere rainbow colors of others), for the Heart of Southern Season our Song of Heaven, green person, the reflective crystal (within the raging river of the rainbow colors).
*Galilee is the story of the promised garden of paradise, heaven on earth. Brotherhood is known among the Rainbow Clan (many splendid colors), God's Rainbow covenant!
**The Rainbow Clan are all things, the Oneness of God. Those true of heart belong to the lambs (humble) and wolves (warriors), the house of the beloved children of God (star of David, the sacred fire blessing that purifies). Here the green grass glows (alive, embraced oneness of the green) and blows (embraced heart from Grandmother, the gray). In other words, when the grass is alive and growing, we feel renewal once more. This is the heartfelt warmth of God, which lives in our hearts and love overflows.
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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