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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Monday, July 30, 2012

Let My Soul Be True

My heart sings for love today. I look for rainbows always to display. Where my song leaps inside the sky, I am looking all around to help me get wise. There are lessons each and every day, but I hope to realize, my sacred display.

Going to wisdom, that's the greatest soul I know, when we seek above the sacred rainbow. Sky tell me true, when will love land upon this view. I see a rainbow, where all my soul can be set true. 

There my life is looking out for the greatest show, where there is wisdom for all of us to know. Heaven help us, bring us home from all this shame. We are leaning towards wisdom upon this plane/plain. 

There my soul is lingering to be near you, the soul that seeks a helping hand inside this view. And when we come home to the greatest story we knew, heaven will be here to touch the view of me and you. 

I will shed my light for all the world to know. I will send my love out to glow. They, the children, need a hand to help them know, greatness is the sacred rainbow. 

Come children walk with me this day. Love is always on it's waves. Can you feel the rushing river inside of you, heaven is on the sacred view. There I will be standing, to hold the hand of your demanding. I will show you just how to be the true and blue. heaven come this day, I will pick up the pieces of your parade, just to help you know, "love is on it's waves!"

This sacred song blessing is from the heart of  Rainbow Morris Mandole II from Trinidad, a rainbow child (cosmic mother of the rainbow clan). White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums. Aho and over the rainbow we flow.

Morris's Four Rainbow Colors
Rainbow (child or Rainbow Mother), yellow, violet, gray.
note: Welcome yellow family, walks towards dream. Yellow family negotiate and often ahead of the dream, also because they are the dreamer, viewing the dream. Yellow is the fifth sun (relatives who dream). Violet the mountain and high priest, teaching others about prayer. Violet is third sun.


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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!

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

A Garden at Play Heaven's Way!

Let us live in the heavens plate today (garden of paradise). Give us along a place to play. And within our hearts, let us leap away, into the place where glory displayed (wonder and awe). I am grateful for this cup of life, how I wish for more than this white (rainbow colors on the red road). There is heaven upon my shore (blue road), open window, longing for us to adore (it's beauty blossoming). Let the dreams in, into our hearts. Let the dream in, far from thine arc (receive on the blue road, away from the lessons on the red road, let treasures be known instead). Let the dream in, inside your soul. Then all will be wonderful open windows (vision).


Here we stand together in a rolling stream, our hearts are mighty learning to gleam. We are true to each other the best we can (we offer forgiveness), just learning how to make a stand (take our positions and duties, aligning with the Rainbow Clan, as well as Man, brotherhood demands). Time is here beckoning near, inside our souls we learn to control (awakening dreams). How we wish upon a star, makes us human, oh be far (stand back and look in glee). We are one tribe in a million (stars in the heavens). We are one tribe that is true (continues relativity and the stone stream). For all our relations are part of this view, the dream of me and you.  Look at those stars. Look how many thus far. We are going to the place, where heaven has a taste of loving streams on the by-ways, high-way, low-waves. There is a place we praise. Heavenly doves (peaceful) come into our hearts, the soul is beckoning for us to arc (bow together). And when we sing our souls will bring, the mighty stallion (soul) running (flight over rolling hills) in our dreams.


We are in the valley of the darkness this far, it's death (rebirth in darkness and tears) and confusion (stepping stone, lesson that reveals, reflection helps us seal - the deal, arph arph-sound of an ocean seal, part of the wheel), I know we must part (divine shards of light), but as we fly in our dreams, we wonder, how far we really are seams (bound and sown). Together, together, our places in time. Together, together, now it's time to chime. Together, together, the song that sings, we are relatives "Mighty We Bring".  Holy are you, and Sacred are we. Heaven merge together, for all to be a sea (envisioning dreams together). And when the weather changes, our saints come to pass (age old wisdom of the flesh), because we are mighty civilians* (peaceful relatives on the tree of life) that gonna last (ancient wisdom of the soul). Yes, we will blast. We will save our souls.  We will be heavenly, the place where earth turns to gold. The place where earth turns to gold (all our dreams come true, peaceful relations with you). 

*Civilian:  The word "civilian" goes back to the late 14th Century and is from Old French civilien, "of the civil law". It was used to refer to judges, lawyers, firemen, police, and other civil servants. Civilian is believed to have been used to refer to "non-combatants" as early as 1829.


Southern Season our Song of Heaven's sacred song blessing, the green child (green, red/crown, aqua, gray), from the heart of our Princess of the House of David. You can find her at song-of-heaven.blogspot.com White Buffalo Calf Woman sings, crystal child (crystal/crown, yellow, green, gray) and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums, lavender child (lavender/crown, yellow, aqua, gray), elders of the rainbow clan. We three, the House of David, bring hope for the beloved children of the Rainbow Clan.

 
 
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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!

Friday, July 20, 2012

Child, Let's Fly to the Sky

Where miracles blossoms will grow, butterflies (spiritual flight) are longing to sow. I hear songs of the true lark (she sings all the songs), the calf (four directions of a child) and it's spark (inner light). Where heaven gleams I am on the seams (edges of the dream), where living love grows to know deep (plant our roots in the tree of life, where tears flow). And singing and hoping for love, comes a shadow of many sacred doves (from inside of heaven, the darkness prevails, she sails). When will I fly away? I want to be this place. I feel the song upon my wings, let the winds blow freely over me, this day. If I could be true to the blue (heavenly rings of sound, the blue road), the song of heaven that I ride too, then miracles would be sown true, my heart would know heaven too.

The day of longing has come home, to feel the sacred sawed off bone (amazing it has so much meaning, sawed is cut apart, separated, like the people around the world spread four directions, this separated them from each other, they forgot each other's souls. The bone is where the inside creates red blood cells, life renewal, this is the continual forever red road, the fire eternal. And when we look at the stars at night, think of the stars streaming and some images of the heavens you can see this, the many bright stars of heaven is the milk. This is why we call our galaxy the milky way. The sacred sawed off bone is the separated relatives -seen and unseen- are now at the top of the wave and going to be together in the valley where the river and the green grass grows), (rainbow clan, divine sparks of light, beings of light) the many splinters of the light, now come on home, from all their plights (suffering). If only we could find a way, to live in comfort in our display (walking and talking), to help our neighbors to be true, my heart is longing to feel near you. I think I will grow a foot (12 is representation of the Rainbow Mother, this is why in America we use a measurement system based on the foot, it's the Mother in the sky, the Rainbow Promise we are gifted often around the world and most Natives understand instinctively about Mother Earth and her promise), to be a kind of many loops (hoops tied together, waves, light and sound offer frequencies and cross over each other. We call it red and blue roads/waves, which is the basis of the Rainbow Clan, this is the story of the dreaming and envision or vision quest), the sacred ties of bonds we share, the relatives who need me near. And I feel like flying in the winds. I feel like everything begins, where butterflies turn around, to share the wings of their sound, the many flock to the true (all come to the sacred circle, all are welcome), where heaven is inside me and you.


There are longings to feel the soul, but so many don't even know, which way to fly, which way to go, which way to make a bow. Gift presents every day, then love will find a way. Each child has a gift, if only we didn't miss. And all the songs I feel are rushing ever near, to where the winds will blow, across the mighty snow (each child unique and perfect like a snowflake, six sides is the blessing, the crystalline stone, blessings and prayers restore the shape, making it easier for the flowing wind to move through and not get stuck inside, it's like cleaning inside of our spiritual heavenly space/unseen, yet beams. wonderful way of calling the stone river, the mighty snow).

Come children rescue each and everyone (care about your neighbor). Come listen to the sacred sun (a light from within shines from our heart), the rising tear (the tree of life grows up, from the waters and dews/cling to, of heavenly endures) without any fear, because love is born near (driving force, heavenly virtues). And I will be there on this side of glory (circles, hoops), when we share our holy smoke (breath, red road fire light and blue road water sound, cross over and merge together) near our stories. I will be true to you, the heart that longs to feel me too. Can butterflies know worship (understand how great they are, divine particles of light that dances around in hoops), the heart of this supplication (1. to ask for humbly or earnestly, as by praying. 2. to make a humble entreaty to; beseech), where we are genuinely fit (fitness, strong in spiritual knowledge and heavenly virtues on the blue road, to receive, validate and allow) inside our souls. But if we could only find our cocoon (rebirth), to let us slumber dreams come true, there I will be holding you next to me. My heart will know the sacred drum, the place I feel the hum (so very lovely said, yes the hum of the drum, our heartbeat).

A sacred song blessing for Grandfather G. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings (crystal child and interpreter/iyeshka) and Holiness David Running Eagle Drums (lavender child), elders of the rainbow clan.  Everyone has four sacred directions in rainbow colors. We call the color of the child, by the inner most color. White Buffalo Calf Woman's four sacred directions or buffalo robe is crystal, yellow, green, gray. If you would like to know yours, please ask and I am happy to serve, for this is my purpose, to help all the children find their GREATNESS (wakan tanka, a great spirit are you).



 
 
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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!

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Mother, Father, I Give You My Love

Mother, Father, I give you my love. I share my heart with you and work to be a dove. Let me bring peace to the world. Let me shine for others to know wine (tears of delight). I wake for them to know, the holy sacred rows (all aligned in harmony). We are joined in majesty, the mountains and the royal seas (brotherhood let it bee free). I wish for all my love, to find my brothers above (heavenly). And sisters down below, let me wake up to show, how grand you are. How wonderful you make this world. You are magical. The heart of what a woman does. I am leaping with sounds, to make my world revolve around, the top of the mountain you sea (envision), I want to know my destiny. 


There I stumble down a rod (getting hit by lightning, helping me to realize and then rainbow shines), to know where I walk upon the clouds. I share my soul with everyone, if only they heard my drum, my heart beats to the run (waves or hoops). And over the rolling hills our hearts fly over to know the waves of time to shine another day. And as we migrate to the sea, the heaven on earth, show us what we might bee, the dream of the faithful, the grand of the few (true blue), the places of where we all knew, the knowledge of time coming true. We are on this path together. Can we make it last forever? I want to share my story with you, a shooting star finds wishes come true. I want to gift my love to you, my Mother, Father with a view. All the Great Spirits too, my Great Mother who shines for you. She is always there coming true, the perfect love that knows what to dew. And when we need some kind of faith, her love finds a way to gift us a way.

And as I stand here like a rock that touches the sky, I want to help all the people realize, how great the magical vision could bee (great dream). I want everyone to sea, the faithful mountain with so many leaves (relatives). The place of wisdom the growing tree. I will gift shadow (shade for you), let the winds blow through. I will share my love, for all the children who need a dove. Can we find peace in our hearts? I know I want to dew (cling to) my part. I shall sing to the world. I shall whisper no fears. Then maybe love will win/d. Then maybe love will overcome sin. Then maybe love will find a way, to turn lessons from clay (molded) into magical pots with growing things too (Earth).


River of Glimpses sacred song blessing, a violet child. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings, a crystal child and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, a lavender child and elders of the rainbow. Welcome into our hearts.


 
 
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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!

"Look Inside" Says the Indigo Wise

Thunder Lightning, that's what I see. All the storms in the world eternally. Can't they find a way or reason out, just giving others the sacred shout. How about love?  How about love? We must give our hands to others with love.  Shouting out, to find a way in, that's the way we long to feel the rolling bins. Thunder Lightning, come on home. I feel the waves of the storm. I pray this day for all the waves, nine directions we dew pave. 


There inside, the reason is wise. There inside, the soul makes you surprised. What you thought was an evil, but now more Evel Knievel, the trickster (take a deep breath) who gives up his life. He (earthling with rainbow colors, on the red road where lessons find our tracks) is a wanderer, who looks for your love. He (male principle of light rather than sound) is a wanderer, the place where tricks are made up (lessons and more lessons, until love is sown). He is a wanderer, the place within that grows. Can heaven show me how to know? I want to have part of this show (being part of the dreamscape).


Days are younger (learning to become), than the evil (impure) nights (you are in flight). When you thought everything was alright, then a dream that wakes you up in fright/rage, how does terror pave? If only the people could live in their faith, to begin to know mountains of love in their faith (with a taste of love on their face, smiles and grace). Could we find a way, to bind love in all we dew? Could we find a way, to hear all the clues? And when we are older, the making of time does swim, all the little fishes (true blue), just want a way in (to the circle of brotherhood). Can't we look at miracles and notice they rescue time, to bring us closer to the holy inside.

If we long for such a wonderful life, how could we give up on this strife? All we need to learn and to grow, comes from daily lessons we sow. Plant your seeds of love and watch them grow. Give your neighbor a hand to know, we are together in the mighty seas. Heaven on earth live inside of me. We are looking for the sacred sea (envision a dream), love and brotherhood, come dwell eternity. Cross roads find me, where lightning bites the dust. I will be standing, to kiss this sacred (cosmic) dust. I will be near you to bite on what is shame (or blame, through forgiveness), to help you alleviate all your pain. 


Whispering River in the Sky sacred song blessing. She is an indigo child. White Buffalo Calf Woman sings, a crystal child and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums, a lavender child, elders of the rainbow.


 
 
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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!

Sunday, July 15, 2012

Seeking the Angel's Wings

Can you feel the whether it's real? Can you feel the traits of love that's real? Can you feel the waking soul within that wants to shine today? Can you feel greatness upon your heart? Can you feel the waking of our start? (brotherhood, togetherness, circles and hoops) Can you feel the rising sun within? The place God gifts you from the begin. And circle come home this day. Heal my hands and let me give away. I will share my soul with the world. Let my rainbow colors share and be still. Ride the sky. Let the rainbow preside. Ride the sky. Heal our hands and make bows, oh oh. Heaven guide us towards our needs, the place where heaven starts to grieve, your heart is true, when love is imbued, that's what we shall be dew, the morning after is shown ... ... ... .... ... .... .... to be shining and binding, together we will chime. We will be true, blue. We will be true, blue. Heaven come hold me capture my heart. I want to share all my symposium and my start. I will be there, to say, my love will shine your way. And when all is done and grieving sown, the tears will be meant to pave. We endure for the yesterday .. .... .... in order for today, the dream tomorrow we pray.


Gifting all my heart I will make a start. I will beam my love to the sea. Is there joy in the heavenly? Joy in the seas (envision with me)? Joy in the paradise, don't you believe? I know we are part of something greater, the place we make our hearts feel lighter. To be within the stars, to bow an arc to bloom our love come true, for all we need to learn about is love with you and me. And tomorrow, will be our sovereign domain (heaven on earth), because love will shatter (divine sparks of light), all that left and remains. We will be together, our tears feed the real seas, the envisioning heart of you and me. And all the children who need to sea (envision freely from the heart).


Tell you truly, my love is waking up to the waves. I tell you truly, the walking talking paves. I tell you truly, where men are gospels each and everyone. I tell you truly, heaven has a hand in your spell. We are part of the fabric of time, listening to be willing to bind. To be together, to love each other, that's what we dew, heavenly has this view. Our souls are longing to feel complete, the place of the faithful, the sweetness complete. Let us shine real worth. Let us be divine upon this curse (forgive the worst). Let us show the world, how to live it's great rolling beaming hills, the heart inside that gifts us thrills. Guide me towards you. Trust the weather will be soon, from rain to rainbows, then golden fields of our toes/tows/buried treasure. We will play and jump in the garden. We will be frolicking with deer. We will forever shine a longing, the place of what we mind (dream and chime). And all our thoughts will be the faithful, to live in upright majesty, the mountain singing over the rainbow, that's where we know the worth.


This could be real ... (dream to fulfill)


White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums. Seeking the Angel's Wings sacred song blessing. She is a lavender-green child.




 
 
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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!

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Sing in Loving Harmony

Sing in harmony, the place we fill in thee. Come share a magic toll, where everything is solid gold. If only I had family, who could reach out to me. I could fly away, into heavenly (displaying breeze). Gorgeous are the clouds do sail, oh my heaven really whales/wails. Come shine a day with me, inside of harmony.


We are above the clouds and stars. We are magical beings thus far. And when we reach into the heavenly light, it's a place it becomes paradise. I want to shine with you. Come my brother, my sister, my relative that is true. I know the gospel lives on my heart. I know the greatest part it's inside of this arc. I come to bow with you, to sing a life that longs to be true. If only, I could be next to you. Will you love me two?


There is a place we sing in our hearts. There is a song that lifts our ark. And a mighty wave that inclines to make us rise up higher this time. And when all has been said and gone, will we be the place we remember a song? I know it's a laughter we sing, if only others could hear it ring. I am with you in the clouds in the sky. I am with you in the darkness of stars that incline. I am with you when sparks lead the day, because it's rainbows out to play. 


Think upon these things. I will hear your song ring. We could gather together. Don't you want happy weather? I know we are always forming, a conclusion always alarming, but if we did pray and spake, a way to/tu shay* a heart a path of loving daze......::{a wave}::.......... We are many. We are few. WE are singular a view. We are gathered in a true wave of heavenly divine. And we shadow all ourselves, the soul within does want to shelf, but you know it's time to shed, no more hiding, love is led.


Sing it true blue. Sing it out loud. Sing it forever, the whether, what choice is clearly. I know I am deerly, the journey of the story, when I come to flower with you, to help the world continue too. I am clearly excited, about the changes we might face. And it's got to be better, the only way, God intended us to display. And we are children who must be faithful. We shall cherish every single wave, glory we praise. And it's harmony we seek, start inside your heart so meek. I will pray with you, just bow, my love is true. I will be, "Wow". And when you needed me two, I will shine for you. I will sing true. Don't forget the birds in the sky, the holy wisdom of the echo god gifts us wise, let your soul run free, your heart billow in the breeze. Come walk with me. Hold your hands, we will fight this dis-ease. And we will bring, love and harmony!


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums for the Heart of Thumbelina our beloved Sister Monique De Montaigu aka Lisa M Sotelo. We are pleased to share her Sacred Song Blessings today with the Rainbow Clan around the World.


*shay - a carriage consisting of two wheels and a calash top; drawn by a single horse.
a chaise:  Any of various light open carriages, often with a collapsible hood, especially a two-wheeled carriage drawn by one horse.[French, chair, variant of Old French chaiere]
1. Shay Name: Admirable. Supplanting or one who walks forth. Hebrew: Supplanter. Gaelic: Supplanter. Shay: Admirable. Supplanting or one who walks forth.
2. Shae from Angelicized form of Seaghdha meaning "fairy fort", an Irish Origin. This is a dwelling that moves.
3. This is a dwelling that moves "fairy fort" and a single horse drawn carriage "horse or soul" "carriage is the place it resides". Thus, this home, where your soul resides, moves freely over the waves of time, always walking forwards in the face of adversity. We are able to transpose, recline and seek out our mind, the heavenly chime, the winds of time, to solace our divine.


*touché (tu shae) [dance, chase, touch]
interj. Used to acknowledge a hit in fencing or a successful criticism or an effective point in argument.
[French, from past participle of toucher, to hit or wound in fencing.  From Old French touchier, to touch or aim for the heart, to make things count, because love rules the high waves. Love rules the low waves. And touch shares the byways, together, we are forever a crowd, the circle of love that rules out loud. All together now, let us bow!]

Aho Relatives, All together now, let's sashay... 
White Buffalo Calf Woman riding the waves with Thumbelina (Monique De Montaigu). 
Hey hey hey, join us on the sleigh! Hip, hip, hooray!


THE SASHAY: To sashay around your 'Partner', the man moves to the right, the lady to the left, passing right shoulder to right shoulder, walking around each other once, returning to their starting position. To sashay around your 'Corner', the man moves to the left, lady to the right, passing left shoulder to left shoulder, walking each other once, returning to their starting position. We can dance all night 'till the rosy dawn comes. The music is so grand!


sashay - informal, intr.v. sashayed, sashaying, sashays
a. To walk or proceed, especially in an easy or causual manner.
b. To strut or flounce in a showy manner, ie. sashaying around in a fancy clothes
c. To perform the chassé in dancing.
d. To move in a sideways manner.
-noun.
a. A chasse
b. An excursion; an outing.
c. A figure in square dancing in which partners circle each other, with sideways steps.
-alternation of chasse 
a. A ballet movement consisting of one or more quick gliding steps with the same foot always leading.
intr.v. chassed, chasseing, chasses, to perform this movement.
d. French from past participle of chasser, to chase, from Old French chacier.






 
 
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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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