Wishing upon the rainbow gleam. I could climb mountains and the seas. I would know the greatness of the majesty if only the others could gleam. I wish upon them everyone, the sacred sound of the healing gun (like a bullet, a prayer targets), just in time to aim, right into their hearts. I think we must walk to do our part. Where they go, I must say to you, the loving rainbow lives inside you too. All you must learn to dew this day, is give your love away.
We could know mountains that shine over seas! We could be blessed, each and every leaf (relatives on the tree of life). We could find the waves of heaven that saves. I want to shine and pave. Where you go I think everyone, wants to know love in the sun. But they don't want to know the bow, to love each other, the sacred clouds. If only they understood love lives hear. When we listen to others without any fear. I wish upon a sailing sea, my heart could solve all of thee. But I know it's about your lessons dears. I know it's about all your fears. And I must hold you close to me, just to feel the breeze.When you are all alone and bent (bowing in prayer), remember that love came in the winds (we heard you). And we need each other, to pray like the doves. To be together, to share all our stuff. And dreams are beholden, the true of you, where your heart knew. Where your heart grew. Where your soul hold all the keys. Let it bee (envision possibilities), one shared dream .... ... .... .... .... .... .... .... .... .... .... .... .... .... .... .... .... .... ..... .... ....
We could be sailing in the sun. We could be angels in the one/won (to be champions). We could be grateful for all we dew, when we love each other true. Let me tuck you in tonight, I will say a blessing to keep away fright. I will show you just what to dew. I know we must bless the true. And since every child is part of this bliss. I know I must bless all the mist, each and every tear, that wakes up all the deer (all on a journey). I bless you, inside your heart today. I bless you to keep you in your faith.
White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Dreams. Grandmother Aston Sacred Song Blessing. His Mother is Grandfather Standing By Me. "Wow, he is awesome", says White Buffalo Calf Woman. He says the story so nice, almost like heaven and earth can all understand him. We bow to the great storyteller, Grandmother Aston. Blessings to the sacred nine streams and four holy directions. We are brotherhood of the golden paved roads, we pray!
Ghost Walk (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon.
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child.
(2014, solar and lunar calender align, January 1, a cycle of renewal)
Image: Grandmotherly Love. Artist unknown.
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