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.
Pray With Elders around the World
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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