"Have and to have not", what do you mean? You are part of this journey and great dream. You are more than whispers and flagrant sighs. You are the fulfillment to Me. Come and gather goodness inside of my heart. I know you are with me, not ever apart. And no matter where you go, my heart will be with you, more than a rainbow could take you away from my view. Listen to shattering window panes (vision), they are looking for us to learn to gain (lessons to stories to expose* stories, then back to treasures again), to receive the love of heaven this moment of time, for you are my present, my holy divine.
*expose: 1. to display for viewing; exhibit and reveal
Truly my soldiers, you fight sow well (dig deep in the trenches). Gifting your heartbeat, inside the sacred wells (where all flows into your heart). And where you stand fast, all come to beseech, what is going to happen, will I be free of disease? Now it's time to convert from innocence divine, to know how to pick up an ax (separate the impure from the pure, the chaff from the grain, to purify it demure) and shine. Break fast to falling (quickly bow down), (to) the tree and it's embrace, because I know you got someplace to be, but my heart will be free (we will be together a moment in time, just you and me). You will be near me, when I think of you. I will remember how grateful it's true. We are from heaven each beat of my heart, I know we are hear to dew our part (of the great circle that arcs). I know we are here to do our part (each a rainbow colors belonging to the rainbow clan).
Gathering together, shine inside of me. You come to share your soft words kisses of liberty. You come from glory (the mighty circle of life), the sunshine from within. There I find the will of heaven, the shining gifts without sin. Be part of this moment, be part of the gifts received, it's time for us to learn how to grieve (let it free purify all the relatives, for they are leaves on the tree of life). And with each tear that falls, that's what I need, because the world needs rainbows, where treasures will find thee.
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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!
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