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!

White Buffalo Calf Woman (Ptse San Wi Yan) has come home to your hearts. It's time to walk the evolution's path. We all are part of the Rainbow Clan, my relatives each and everyone. Receive the treasures that your iyes(h)ka (interpreter) gifts to you, the sacred song blessings, that always are true (soul and voice of the song). And inside of you, the soul that comes alive, the prayers that live, and shout, "I am and I thrive!"

Image left we honor artist Mary Selfridge. Image right we honor the Unknown Artist

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Aho Dear Twin Deer Mother (White Buffalo Calf Woman), If you have the time and space I would like to receive a song blessing...Thank you very much.
Blessed Be. SS your Song of Heaven, Green child, Spiritual Embrace

Southern Season Greetings, Sending love and kisses to all the misses! http://sacredsongblessings.blogspot.com/2012/07/a-garden-at-play-heavens-way.html.
your devoted servant, White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal child

Aho Beloved Twin Deer Mother, Thank you for the song!!! My soul jumps from joy and got tears in my eyes! This is how I feel inside!!! Thank you for the pics as well! They express nicely what I feel... Welcome to Paradise where the Tree of Life blossoms one's/once more!
Blessed Be. Southern Season your Song of Heaven, Green Child, Spiritual Embrace
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Saturday, January 14, 2012

Thunder Horn Rides the Waves to Share the Rainbow Colors Hair

Kiss my twice. I know my life. Gift me twice. I will be nice. Hold my hand and children of the rainbow understand. It's Rainbow Mother who rules the land.  Kiss me twice, now be nice. Once on my right cheek. Once on my left. And when we are finished, love will be inside this nest. We will be beholden to the land. Roll over brother. Sister command. Know about faithful, we are part of this demand. And kisses upon the rainbow, it's where my life flows. I feel all the children, oh God hold me close.


He ho, hee ho. Show nee upon the gold.  Watcha, hick om nee pee. We are the tethers towards harmony. Hok kahhhhhhhhhhhh. Let me light this fire. Hok kahhhhhhhhhhhh.Let me feel awhile. Show nee oo, loock ha ha ho. Show nee oo, ho ho hay. Look at my sisters, all riled up in their hair. Don't know to trust a brother, because they don't look their way. And I have to say, wither, the death of the unborn, because it's not sanctimony riding the horns. Toe hee ohhhh. Toe ee ohhh. Come my brother, put on a show. Ride that cloud and shine another day, but first be faithful  to what your woman says. Hee hoh. Hee hoh hay. Gift to others, no matter what they say. Understand with wisdom, all that they say.  Understand the river, has a great big display.


Kiss me twice, once on the heavenly realm. Kiss my twice, once on the earthly fill.  And we are the faithful learning to ride the sky, because we are one family, opening our hearts wide. Ho ee ah. Hoh ee ah. Look at the brothers and say, "I am on my way". Tell the sisters, she is a radiate wave". Tell my Mother, I bow down and I praise. Listen Father, I know you got much to dew, but the weather needs tending for a view. And it's witness, to the story in the lane, where the many circles bind up again.


Ho ee ah (running free), my story sings in the winds. Moe low, haaa sowww. And I am willing, to take that final plunge, because my Mother is riding the sun. Ho ee ah, running free on those waves. And My Mother, she has so much to say. She is the Grandmother, who weaves time for us to sing. All together, one final spring. Jump for joy. Jump for joy. Dance around a circle, know we are the toys. We can be faithful if we look into the hearts of men.  We are faithful to learn it all again. Ta hoh ee, the hoe................(abrupt then silence). Ta hoe eeee, my soul is longing to begin (throat singing). And my family, I got a place to gooooo. I'm on the red road, my soul will know.. Ho ee ah, listen the winds. Rolling rivers, hold all that sin. But if we are faithful to the cries of the wolves, then we know summer, will dance in our skins. Hoe eh ah, the places in time. Running rivers, hold me there to chime. And my husband, you need me sow, because you are the faithful, learning to grow, down on the road, where I step my heart does grow. And my lessons, will fill the sun high, then I will bow down and give up my life.


Give me children, who remember to pray. Give me children, who lean on a new wave. Show the rainbow, we are on our way, to take the tornado about to save. hoe ee ah (running free), I'm on my way. Over rolling rivers, to make it a safe place. And it's prophecy, looking us dead in the face. There are no chances, if you don't make your way. Think of tomorrow, the dust will fill the sky. Think of tomorrow, the heaven's won't lie. Think of the children, the animals, plants and rocks. They are our creatures, and we need to take stock (care for).


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings (Lakota) and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums (Dakota) for the Heart of Thunder Horn (Dakota), a Rainbow Mother, who shines upon our lives, to say we are the children, the rainbow winds that ride.


Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 

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!

Friday, January 13, 2012

Wake Up to the Distant Calling

Can you feel the waking of your dreams? I know it's real because I feel the seams (edges of the universe). There you are glorious and a call, wake children to the distant fall. Here we flow from stars above and down below a stream of love. can't you feel it, it's wondrous above it all. Come share my witness to the bow (rainbow) and it's call (in the winds through our prayers).  Bring home to you, the feelings of the blue, where heaven shines inside of sacred you. And when we fall down to praise this earth, let us bound to heaven's love upon this girth.

When you woke up did you sing a little song?  Did you remember to call out upon the sun?  Have you given a kiss and hug away? I tell you truly God is here to save. Now it's time to linger in the winds. Now it's time for us to begin.  And when you are feeling sad and blue, just remember that love lives in you. Now call your Name (it is I), say God show me the way.  I will be here to hear all you say.  And when the winds come blowing from the view, the farther calling is now clear to you.  


Tell me children, how do you get along?  Do you respect your Mother, your Father on your arm?  And listen to the Elders is that what you do? Or are you thinking it's all about you?  Remember we are here together in the winds. And love can overcome all that sacred sin (steps to evolution).  And if we realize, it's time to change, then we can all be God again.  Come fill your heartbeat with loving grace. Now it's about time to change your face. Let a smile come from inside of you, to breath the heavens a sacred true.


We are all bound to the same law of LOVE. We are all bound to know which way to go. For it's time of evolution turning on her side, to show us rolling hills that push and chide. But if we learn our lessons and know of love, then deep buried treasures will show us how, to be grateful for all we receive, the highest celebration, we could conceive (dreams can come true). Now it's time to shine a face of dawning inside of you, the brightest light you could ever shoot. Let those rays come out of you and let LOVE show it's shining true.


We are hands of God, each and everyone. We are bound to love each other under the sun. And when we are grateful and bow to each that is gifted, then we learn our lessons, to treasures abyss (deep inside of you a well springs life's truths). We are going home, we can't miss.

White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums




Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 

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!

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Gabriel Holds Us in the Sacred Storm, Where Our Souls Are Born in Perfect Love!



Hold up, wait for me.  Where you going without this tree (of life, branching to the moon and sky and rooting to all that lies behind)?  I am here to hold your hands.  I am here to make a stand.  Don't walk away from love this day.  Instead fight for what to say.  We are in a world, that needs love.  We are in a world full of gloves (perfect fits).

Understand, we are a man (lights of the flesh), the light (earthly) of God, it's here to stand (rainbow warriors of prophecy).  Understand, heaven (darkness of the soul) come home. We are living in a storm (collision of dark and light folding).  But if we look inside with love, we will find a way to hide (buffalo hide, sacred rainbow colors, our tools of light, which house our soul, our inner holy temple). Because we find refuge in other arms (in heaven we do share, the glory of God, is perfect love). We find a home (buffalo home, our rainbow light and tools, which house the heavenly bloom, the soul that imparts, magic and the start), in a storm (heaven and earth collide inside).

I can say, I'm here to roam.  I can dance a holy groan (dancing in the wind, even if there is so much pain).  But I need all you to give, when you use a heart that sings.  I know it's heaven, when you dance with me. I know it's God's love, always bee (flight of the impossible dream).  But my heart seems to ache, when you don't notice I'm on a stake (suffering for you, the law of love is true).

Can you realize, I need you sow?  Can you find a will to grow?  I will always be here for you. Just you ask, my heart will fulfill.  There is heaven inside of me (Grandmother space, where all dreams come true).  I will dance a song divinity (share God with you). I will be forever blue, the heart that knows how to be true (blue, relative's heart, that recognizes you, the soul inside of you). 

There we hold, the stake up high.  WE think, "We don't need alibis", because we know, God is Great.  WE are learning all is on a stake (perfect cube, the blessings that save me and you, as we suffer for relatives, we do gift a heart that is true).  It's just we need, each other two (soul and flesh), bring heaven home, with a view (perfect test, that rises like a sun, a light from within does shine).  Don't you want to know, Heaven upon this Earth?  Don't you want happiness in this girth (Oneness of God, the sacred circle we do form)? I say to you, hold your head up high, because we have no more alibis (true to self). 

Trust your heart and linger forth (one step at a time).  Trust the song, deep of course.  It's a river that runs so wild, true and blue, with a grateful smile.  And when you are down and need some love.  Just put your hands together (prayer) and fit like gloves (perfection, we belong to, as parts of the sacred storm, rainbow colors that do roam).  We will pray, to find a home, a place we call a temple that roams.  Our sacred home (heaven upon earth).  Let's go down (evolve, spiraling true to love), down into the crystalline show
*•♫♪♪♫•* room.  Walk through that door (crystal person, who reflect the truth of the soul, the ability to know love, to gift self to the floor, humbleness we adore).  Know it's God's open floor (speaker in the house, G_ah_d, the utterance of heavenly transmission, our voice).  We are a Mountie (Royal Canadian Mounted Police, in other words, a Royal Kings Men Cavalry, a horse mounted soldier, the warrior who rides with the soul in the north, where light greets the dark, the flesh meets the soul) of surprise. WE are soldiers, who do not lie (true to self, arise).  We are filled with God's love.  We are mountains (holy and stands true), that don't move.  We are strength beyond this world, when we fill up, with heavenly delights. Let us trust our hearts tonight*•♫♪♪♫•* .


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Drums for the heart song of Gabriel (April 11 1985) born the year of the buffalo.



Gabriel's rainbow colors are gray, golden, blue, gray. Gabriel's Sacred Song Blessings was sung totellus a story, that God is great, when we trust ourselves, in all we do, just like a Grandmother True.  Inside of him, lies dreams alive, the cherish treasures, the clearing pile (excess of abundance). A Gray person, is Grandmother Space, where we dream.  S/he weaves our lives and destiny. S/he is the open space of heaven within, which appears without.  Always full of abundance, it's important for Grandmother Gabriel to share the wealth with the world of heaven and earth. 

His Brother Dominkus offers him, a dream of brotherhood, where validation of brotherhood is true, the reverberation of the rolling hills (waves of light, rainbow colors) dream come true, for all the world, heaven on earth, between you and me. S/he is the Dream Weaver of Destiny, the gray person. Gabriel offers the open space, of the heavenly realm, in which all (rainbow clan) has available for flight, through the dream land, the realms of paradise, heaven within.

Gabriel means God is my Strength. This personality is full of joy in the dream-world. He is jovial and loving to children and pets, making him a great entertainer in the stories of the stars.  Creative with many doors open at once (crystal doors to destiny) and must express themselves (all within him he holds, the embrace of paradise, the space of heavenly whims, the soul begins) as a whole of the universe.  This makes him a great up-lifters in social arenas. He often takes a very ambitious and philosophical outlook on this dream, while helping others to realize all is inside, and we can build anything we dream. Because he is verstatile with an optimistic attitude, he often is very zealous and conscientious of others in his space.  This enjoyment leads to controlling their environment. The world revolves around them, which is true, usually the eldest female rules, and Grandmother's tools.  This often is a point of view, that looks from the center of the universe, and thus at times missing the whole picture.  Many times Gray people (Grandmother space, where all dreams live) complain and squander, because, so many don't always do the right thing.  It's important to allow the Gray person, to spread, the wealth, which is often abundant, with the family or Rainbow Clan.

Their urge is perfection, the soul that loves domesticity, often neat and affectionate.  We run to the gray person, like running home, when things are not turning out to well, as this is a source of infinite love. He needs to heal others with his all knowing embrace of love.  They are great story tellers, as they exude confidence, as they love beauty within and without all the children of the Rainbow.  His magnetic charm, has others seeking him out, to be loved by all.  The dream has a place to be weaved, the soul has a place to know love and life has a place to be known, as dreams unfold (blossoming).  We are often guided down the path of enlightenment, to the world of dreams come true!



Gabriel (April 11 1985) year of the buffalo, rainbow colors are Gray, golden, blue, gray. His Twin Brother Dominkus (April 11 1985) born the year of the buffalo, rainbow colors are Golden, green, blue, gray. Their Mother, Grandfather VeroniKa Holy Spirit's rainbow colors are white (star), yellow, magenta, gray. Gabriel and Dominkus both carry golden, where the dream of brotherhood calls out to the world.  Their Mother Grandfather Holy Spirit carries yellow (dream), and soul elder to the golden color (dreamer). Grandfather Holy Spirit offers these twins, an elder flesh (white or star person) and older soul (yellow overlay), to be a perfect parent to these children.

Grandfather VeroniKa Holy Spirit said, "When conception of the boys took place, I had a feeling of a golden ray coming into me, where they where sliding down (from heaven).  The Father of the Twin Boys, was knocked out for nearly one week, after this encounter". White Buffalo Calf Woman says, "It's heaven, that knocked Father out, because he denies, his own worshiping cup" (denial of soul self, which needs more love, lacking self esteem, due to earthly past, and only forgiveness lasts and lasts, eternal, forever). These boys can teach us many things, as children in the world, hold the hand of Father (flesh embrace), who now need come home (soul's embrace), to witness the sacred storm. The folding of light and dark, make us a happy home, after we cleanse, the room.  This place, the holy temple in God's house, the heavenly home, where all the Rainbow children roam, inside Grandmother we do believe, because she holds our sacredness, within her sacred cup.  She embraces us and drinks us up or rather, simply loves us.



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I see you
I feel you
I hear you too!
I love you
I bless you, nine sacred directions, the splendid view!


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Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
 

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!

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Paige's Heart Song Fills Our Heart To Open Up And Don't Give Up

Come and dance and join my song, I will reach for you.  Feel my pulse it's going home, where others fear to roam.  Take my hand and make a stand, we will win this war (against hatred and separation).  Those who do know of love, we shall teach them more.  Glory be to the suns, fighting for the justice land.  We will bring divinity to the hand of God. 

(swelling tears) Wash your shoulders (fighting instead of embracing) from your blood (Blood: life giving law of love.  Washing away dead blood from the impurities of man.  This is the action of purification.) and we will find a way (offer blessings each day).  Look upon the heart that dance, and say glory bee the day.  We are mighty kinsmen who fear only the hand of God (truth of righteousness), and we know that love will win, (swelling tears) because we are the just cause. 

Get your mighty sword out (severing ignorance), and we shall (swelling tears) defend the weak.  We shall triumph (swelling tears) over them (wrongdoing-adharma), who lost their souls today (river of tears).  What you think makes no sense if hatred is upon your heart.  We are the relatives that will never part (we are oneness of God).

There is  a mighty God, and soon we are going home.  And we need faith in all we do, to find the sacred day.  Look into tomorrow, the place where dreams come alive.  We can offer wisdom to those who are willing to survive, to survive the day (purification day, some call the day of judgment), the cleansing for God's ways, to bring us home again.  Salvation is the way.

Tarry not where blessings flow (relatives who need us not), but make a sacred path (to where those who need us).  Open blossoms everywhere, then spring into our ways (fighting for the law of love, unification of broken hearts), the sacred day that offers us ways (dreams come alive), to know of glory and sunshine in our hearts.  We shall start.  We share the rooms (Grandmother Space, the doorways into destiny), the playground that's groomed, for children everywhere.  Let our dreams be aware.  We are playing this tune, the song of hope where dreams come true, when we are blessed too, sacred and true.  Devoted to you.  Our hearts long to bee (impossible flight set) free.


This song is from your heart (Paige), and I am able to hear your perfection. This gift is for you, and any time you need to hear the song that rings true (to your soul), let me know. whitebuffalocalfwoman@gmail.com.  These are the gifts White Buffalo Calf Woman offers to the word (part of the great-give-a-way). And what a glorious perfection you are.  Surely God sent you here!  Such wondrous righteousness (dharma) you bring .  Blessings for you in the wind!

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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!

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Song of All Songs Tells Us There Are Better Days!


Come and sing your song today, I want you to know of all the ways, we love the Earth and all it says, because we are the heart of nay (horse, the soul who speaks), come and be with me, come and fly to the seas, come and hold my hand, so we can understand.

But if you don't know, the way, come and believe in better days, if you can't see my light, then bless all of your plight.  I want you to know, it's true, the time of brotherhood is in you, and if I could fly away, then we could have a better day.  But you don't see,   you don't see the way to be free.  you only look at me, and think that we could be.  But finally, you say, I must take care of me.  Then you just walk away, because you think that you know the way.  But you don't see, you don't see the love inside of me.  You don't know, that love grows inside of you.  And brother hood shows when we love others too, brotherhood shows, when we love others too. 

If you could only bee (the impossible flight), the heart of all the leaves (relatives), then we could be, the salvation of all the trees, and we are here, to be, the song that sets you free, we are here to know, that love is here to grow.  Just plant your seed, just care for others deer (journey of life).  Just plant your love, care for them to be above, and shed your light, from inside of all your plight, shed a tear for those who are near. 

How will we grow?  I want to know.  How will we find, the beloved time?  I say to you, that we need only be, the heart that's true, to all of brotherhood.  Now didn't G_ah_d (transmission of heavenly voice), tell us to care for neighbors as family of God (Oneness), but we don't look at them.  Now how can you be free, if you don't love the neighbor true?  How can you be, the heart of all we need?  I want you to be, the song that sets you free.  I want you to know, that I will plant the seed.



Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother who sings the heart of law, the law of love that makes us, the heavenly soul. Heart Song for for Debra Swelling Mountain Calling, the Song of All Songs who brings brotherhood, in the Sunshine!
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Sunday, November 8, 2009

Heart of Regina Sings of Thunder that Seeds the Rainbows, the Tears of Cleansing, the Joy We Feel


Thunder grows inside my heart, and why doesn't every body part, into the revelations to be free, but devoted in the heart of thee.  which way yonder do I see blue, the mighty ocean in front of you.  I can open the doors to see, the many many discoveries, that long and wait for me. 

The thunder grows and blossoms pure into the rainbow land, where I adore.  Can you visit me, when you go down stream, will you pull up a chair and visit with me. I say rainbows don't come here everyday, but I await them to show up on any day.   and I feel the thunder grow inside of me, oh way (wave) tell me so much sorry (sorrow) don't you sea.

It's out there, waiting on the deep blue sea.  I tell you, we have to be a part of thee.   And I see you, drawing fom the well to be, nourished and filled up with bleessings for free. Can't you see, the waves crashing down on me.   And I ride the river flowing as a breeze.  And I feel the wind blowing on my back, to see the river of knowing come crashing on my back.

And the thunder oh the mighty thunder, I feel so complete.   Yet in the river, where all the flowing waters go, I rarely see the rainbow.  Come and stand with me a little while.  I will be with you in a few short while.  Come and rest your feet alittle while.  Come and have some brunch and smile a little smile.  And when you tell your song, oh the wonders of the world.   I say to you, we are going to have a little spell.  The clouds and thunder are calling can't you hear them now. I say, the water is flowing, just give them a call.

So many tears, so much pain in the world.  But I have my dog (warrior servant) with me, and we survive.   And I say, that this world will be a better day, because of people who remember to pray.   Thunder, oh the thunder, coming right now, it's small and loud.  It's going to be louder you can feel the rumble, and the sound is shorter in the call.   Thunder, lights the oceans, blue, and we feel like the rumble of truth, and below the waters deep inside, the thunders call and all does hide, to tell you, the sound is coming, the voice of angels that speak of truth. 

Thunder is the waiting, the laughter of all our shoes.  Flying and fighting, to gain control again.  And we say, the law of God is one!  And we say that love is here to pave the way, but what way?  How can we make it this way?  If we are fighting every day, and not flying to distant place.  Do we have souls inside the thunder?  Do we birth the day ahead.  In all the blatant and unforgiving, do we dream to fight the way.  To speak truth again.  To know the heart again.  The voice of angels inside our hearts, do we find prayer the way to start?  And then there is thunder, the small and loud thunder.  The rumble in the night.  The tumble in our fright.  There we roll out, on to a magical carpet.  And there we fly into the heavens.  And then we dream upon a star! (rumbling tears in heart swelling into eyes).  And our thunder carried us into the sky.   And the carpet gave us a ride.  And our tears seeded the sky.  And you know rainbows (swelling) they came out that day!  (swelling tears)  And the rainbows, that showed their display (tears) and we have a place to know, the glow of all the show.  And where we fly at night, our dreams carry us in delight.  If we remember that rainbows, always start in the thunder of the echoes.  And we fly to meet the dawning.  And we greet to meet the sunshine.   And seeds fall from above, the mighty stars that survive.  the humble and the child, where miracles are alive.  The thunder, the seeds of love that do grow.   The thunder, the place our souls they do grow and it's time to come towards the dance.  The eternal home of our land.   The motion of the stars at night, the heart of our feet in plight.  Over rolling hills we go.  Over rolling hills we go.   And into the rain we spawn our feet and our hearts find the wind to blow.

Long Pause...

Deep in the blue, there I will await you.  I will wait to the ends of the days, where my master of always.  It's the stream I know it's God.  My heart that longs and prods.  I shall be here inside the blue, the deep darkness who knows you! I await for you.  I push up to the view.  I hope you step the right way, to know God is here to stay.  I wait for you.  I wait for you.   I wait for you!  To show you thunder has a view...  I wait for you.  I say, you can dream too.  Just show up and find a way.  For God is here to stay....




Heart Song for Regina's Opera, Warrior Magenta person, Mother black nation. Woman
Title: Thunder that Seeds the Rainbows, the Tears of Cleansing, the Joy We Feel

Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, Elder Lavender Person, Father white nation. Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, Elder Crystal Person, father white child yellow nation. Woman, "Regina's Opera was not recorded, however, here the understanding was full of drama of the greatness of living. And we can never recover the song of the heart of Regina our beloved (in the wind), but we can swell our own heart being into riding the wave of contentment, towards the next joy or tears of pain that leads us, for this is the way home wards, towards the Rainbow's calling!"





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