The Host the Ghost Inside That Says, "Love is a Witness"

Living inside of me. I just want to feel the bleed (the red road, stars and ruby dust trail). Every river flows. Which way I often don't know. yet in my heart of blue. I kiss the sacred dew. And I long. I long for better days. When we care about the waves, my heart is set upon and needs to be saved. Each child of the world needs sustenance if only they could find the way to what they need. Heaven help me, help me find the way, to lift the spirits of the Host the Ghost inside that says, "Love is a witness" "Forgive and let live". Love is a witness to all the things we have. Don't you see, the galaxy is part of you and part of me. We are divine all in the seas of time. It's where we bind, together to chime. 

It's a fantastic world if we long it to bee. If only others could find a way to lift this world to the seas. And when we are excited, the bridge of hope will be, the making of the fields of love that is shared by you and me. Let me bare/bear witness to the shining seas, where all the goodness of God comes out to live in the breeze. I wish for comfort to find you, with all you have and need. God is part of this foolish (medicine) wind, that makes you believe. 

Yes we are family. We are family. We are divine people in time. We are living the breath of life. We are cherished by God. We are taken to the clouds. And when we realize this fact, God gave us this solemn pack/treaty. Let us share this vow of silence, where peace overcomes to shine knew. It's a place where the Spirit rolls, just to feel our toes. It's dancing and singing all night when we grow. And morning find my heart, when I can stand to feel the arc, the Rainbow Clan is everyone, the rocks and fields and under the sun, the weeping tears the makes the trees grow. I have to bow.

Love is tender in my heart (today). I feel excited to praise this way. I feel entitled as Kings do know, that we are part of this Rainbow.

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Thunder Raging your Princess of Dawning Sings to Know the Breeze, the Song of the Heavenly Steves (crowns or kinsmen). And singing in the days of long, the purification that gets us home! princessofdawning.blogspot.com

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! sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com

White Crow Who Comes Down to Folly as He Gifts Everything to Know the Heart of Sing!

There it goes round and round, nobody knows where it goes.  Heart passageways fulfill to care for all the nils (nothing). Go round and round no one knows, but I will be the up and down.  Coasting over rolling hills will bring me down.

Where the sun sets I won't return because the world is so full of sin, and light gives me to flow and pass the rocky mountains at last. I have much to fill the world.  I have much time to kill and when the moon rises up again my life will be complete again.

There where the moon sets down there where the northern wind falls down on me to fill the sky with simple apple pie, the sweetness in my life. There is abundance in everything, the heart of eternal spring and I will be the flowers bloom when I sing with you.

We ponder on the world today to give my heart all away, but there I go to meet the sky to fill an ocean so I may fly.  Where does the battle come home to me?  Where does the world come home to see, the hearth of love is damned you see, and I am looking for the way home.

Witness of holocaust runs in my veins to return to the sea.  And I have gifted everything to know the heart of sing.  What does a rainbow do, but fly in the sky of you.  To witness the love that could be you if only the butterfly has wings.

I don't have a heart to sing.  Searching for everything and my heart aches in everything, because I love you.  Whispering marshmallows (clouds) fly by night, to gift the heart of all my might, to fill the world of butterflies (the breath of life), to gift the song that stays alive.

Oh, I know longing fills the air.  I know life is everywhere, if only the world stays inside of me, the love that fills the skies.

White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother Sings the Heart of White Crow Who Comes Down to Folly, the Wisteria that Blooms. His colors are Violet, blue then the yellow that's blind to the truth, because there is a witness to dreams, that are going to be made true.  Here in the Gray in you, Grandmother holds you true.

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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!