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.
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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