Sioux Come On Home

Hay (golden fields) my baby. Where have you been? I know you are saving, all of your wind. I know your Greatness, the Song you Sing. If only you would believe it to be perceived (as true, the soul could imbue). Greetings my baby, waiting for you. I gift you my heartache, to feel the sad truth. But I know you need me, to lead you on home. I know you need me, to call you on the phone. Sow listen my child, hear my call in the winds. I am calling out to my baby, the song of the sin. Now we will tuck them, all impure these childs. We will tell them their fortune, love wheeled each child. 

And my beloved, Lakota does stand (hear with you). My Dakota, the wind blows to recommend. And in the Nakota, the wailing song be true, you adore each crashing wave, now love will save you. And Sioux my Great Snake (Spirit of the Lake People), you are the love of God, the Great circle has called you. You are eldest for the job. And heaven is on this blue road, where the soul need purify, in the darkness sow very long, now we are going to learn to survive (with honor and dignity, on the other side, the blue road wide, heavenly preside).

Love will dive from the stars at night. Love will guide us through the plight. As the Elders we will hold their hands, no matter what they did to us, we will understand. And even if they killed us, they did not know the waves, of heaven portraying love all the way. And now we are looking, to bring our souls home. We showed them on the waves, love kept them born. 

Suffer does love know. Suffer for the child. Suffer for the Greatness, the elder walks the extra mile. And all through the cruelty, no shame to be born, because you were the elder, the sacred heart of the storm. Now we are.... Now we are. now we are, talking hold.

We are the Sun Dancers, who tell the story so bold. And it is the love that guided, our smiles each and every day. We gave . . . now it's punish, to those who enslave (you will bow down to LOVE, the LAW, bringing hearts together, in all sorts of whether). And law is coming, from the blue (heavenly) reign of God, you are the child of the red road (earthly), love will show them how. 

We Bow!

White Buffalo Calf Woman (Lakota) Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star (Dakota) Drums. Sacred Song Blessing to call out to bring the Great Sioux Nation home, home inside the arc, the bowing 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!

Lakota Rick Two Dog Sings, "It's a Wonder"

It's a wonder, how we came to bee. I can fly away, but where could I sea. I want my heart to feel love again from thee.  Come hold my hand, and fly away with me.  I am the root of all evil that is set free.

Plant that seed of loving life.  Give your heart a home.  Deal with enemies like they are family.  Don't you realize, that they do need thee.  Come children hold me and fly away to sea.

There is a place a Dawning we know. It's coming home now, we can feel it in our toes.  And when the seeds are growing, we'll plant the world with love. There is an opening in the heart that plans above.  There is a place, we call spirit above all.

Now what do you think, God has done with you?  We are the reckoning of all our mistakes and views.  But we are the children, who still need guidance from you. Great Spirits hold onto us, and know we are here to love.  Great Spirits hold onto us, we are here to heal and give.

The sky is above me, yet I can touch the night.  Don't you realize, that God is here to fight.  We are teaching breathren, how to become one blood.  We are the children, who travel the stars.  We are going home now, not too long, I (christ consciousness, oneness) am the cause.

We could be laughing, but we tend to hate.  What can we do now, if we don't plan too late?  I want to tell you, it's prayer that leads the way.  God does fill us, with loving words to say.

Yesterday, I walked along the hill.  I realized it's over (orange rolling hill), and another one to fill (yellow rolling hill).  It's the time of reckoning, to alleviate all sin, if we could realize, it's for all of us to win. 

And my heart, well it's couldn't get any bigger than it is.  I love the children, and dance like I should.  But too many they don't feel like the whisper in the wind.  They long for torture, instead of forgiveness, they could win(d).

Ceremony and prayer, is the guiding way home.  Remember to pray, while you're walking along. Can't you believe it, it's time to go home. I am looking forwards, to another place to roam.  My heart does float on clouds, that begin to wane.  There are the tears, that long to have a perfect home.

Come hold my hand, come dance with a stand.  Give up what you hate most and start to love the land.  Helping your brethren, will pick up the pace home, but if you don't realize, that prayer is key to the storm, they I will be seeing you, in the next time.  I will dream forever, that you will not be so blind.

There is so much to be said, but I know, it's a hard road ahead.  Fire from the sky will light a portal in disguise, and we shall open windows, to far off distant lands, if we can remember, that God is here to command.  And prayer and your blessings, are all that makes the stand. (end)
 
Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman (crystal, yellow, green, gray, Lakota-Stand, Nakota-Embrace), your Twin Deer Mother and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star (lavender, yellow, aqua, gray, Dakota-Wind, Objibwa-Mouth), your Father Red Hand for the Heart of Lakota Rick Two Dog (crystal, orange, aqua, gray, Lakota-Stand, Dakota-Wind).  The Red Road is the Law of Love.
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There is a place where the Buffalo (flesh of earth, the light that grows, the four sacred directions, where we do) roam, and my heart does know how to roam, to be across the rolling hills, to eat of the green grass and know my fills. I am nourished by this love, the place, where I live inside the dark, the heaven calling, to fill me up. We the Rainbow Clan do know (how to drink from this spiritual cup), that we are part of this sacred show, where the Horse (soul of heaven, the heart that knows) runs wild and free, to be with Warriors, the Dog (rainbow warrior of prophecy who stands their ground) who bleeds (follows the red road, the law of love, where the fighting is for the unification of the broken heart, to bring the warrior up).

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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!