Thunder Feel My Feet

Underwater Lava River

Whay whay, whay ho ho whay. Thunder feel my feet whooh. Thunder feel it deep whooh. Down in the river where the lava flows in me, I am here gifting to please (down deep red road). Where my heart lifts the world. And over the song I am filled. Glory to the mountain rising in the air. I want the waters to find my glory out hear.  Whoah, whoah, whay............y. Whoah, whoah, whay..................y.  And now I am calling to the birds taht are falling, it's time to live our lives into the winds down in my feet I begin.


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

Whoah, whay, it's about a wave. Whoah, whay, it's a song that saves. But my heart is aching, sow much there is breaking, just want to fly away, but I must stay. Whoah, whay. Listen to the eagle cry her sound. All of the mountains breaking ground. And as we change to listen, the destruction is taking it's glisten, we the people got to hang on.


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!

 

 

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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!

The Land on the Other Shore, Numinous Heaven

And How about you my Indigo Warrior, who's dedication matches my own!

Your Song today...for John David Hope

Down in the Valleys where it seems so cold. I want to see if they can go and get sow bold. How will I get them to pick up their feet, when I have so many feet to please their needs. I think they will happen if they could only grow, the way of the music that we all do know. The sound of the heart of heaven's flow. It's where I belong today, the bell of know (ing liberty).

Why can't they find the way, so early in the days, when more is coming I'm sure it's said. But how will we find the way if we don't speak up? And how will they know where to pick up their hearts? But if they can find the love that's in their mind, then maybe they could find the living time. The land that we feel, the land that we sea, the land on the other shore, the beautiful breeze. When will they come home to the land that's over grown, where plenty is the way of the world, the place that is known. And I have but one whish and it's to fly free and to know all my brothers in the breeze.

sung by white buffalo calf woman, your twin deer mother