|Underwater Lava River|
Where I flow my heart does wave. Down in the valley the shore does save. Whoah.... I know it's where we gift. If only the world could understand the rift. Shores and oceans call out to us wide. And we are the children of this sacred prize. And holy is the making of the rolling stone. Whooah, whay.................................................y. Tell me a song is coming in the winds. I want to hear that mighty song again. And let this river wise come into me, a lava mountain rolling in the seas.
|Lava Creating a Shore|
So much destruction in our world. So many people just don't care. Santa (holy clause, covenant of God's promises including prophecy) is coming oh they say, but I know the gifts of love is hear to stay. It's in my heart, it's my heart. I'ts my heart I dew pray. With all this salvation ringing in this view. How will the people know what to do? I will be calling, but few are really falling (bowing down), I don't know exactly what to dew (cling too/two/dew).
White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums. This Sacred Song Blessing for Father Kahooa has been asked by Dove of Angels a Rainbow Mother for her Son Cody's girlfriend Alee's Father, "Kahooa" (Big Islander Man, the southern child, the seed in the valley). We bow and bless the sacred nine directions!
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!