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!
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