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Monday, November 22, 2010

Sacred World Peace Alliance Event, Come Towards My Heart and Sacred Song Blessings For Street Youth

Sacred World Peace Alliance

W W W . S A C R E D W O R L D P E A C E A L L I A N C E . C O M

Presents: Heyoka Merrifield

December 5, 2010
2:30 TO 5:30pm

Location: The Common Table150 NW Oregon Ave (Between Wall & Bond) Bend, Oregon

The $7.00 donated at the door will go to SWPA to care & feed of the White Buffalo.

Heyoka will be book signing & you can purchase his Sacred Art Jewelry
We will be showing his film :Sundancing with the
Also Meet Cynthia Hart: Founding President of SWPA will tell the story about theWhite Buffalo Herd and why they are now in BEND.

Music By: Charles Button & Friends as heard in the film will also be performing LIVE HEYOKA MERRIFIELD Author, Artist, Sculptor , and Shaman
Ambassador to The White Buffalo

On Sun, Nov 21, 2010, PAT MOONFACE "Gone Hiking" wrote:

Dear White Buffalo Calf Woman, Twin Deer Mother,

Thank you for letting me know how tough this was to open (pub file).  I converted to a PDF so that you are welcome to the gathering in Bend.  I have been helping with street youth in getting on their path and safe from the cold.  I ask that you keep prayers for us all.  The snows have come.

Hope all is well with you.
Gone Hiking Moonface

"Silver Person on the Hoops"

On Mon, Nov 22, 2010, White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother wrote:

Beloved Gone Hiking,

Thank you for resending your file.  I am able to view and post your event as a "donation requested function".  We, AlightfromWithin.Org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy are supporting the White Buffalo and it's care, due to your relationship as Executive Director with Sacred World Peace Alliance. And it's because of you, "Silver Mother" to the Rainbow Clan, "Gone Hiking" requests, do we support this event.  We do not support Heyoka Merrifield's teachings or other activities nor have we have any relationship with Rev Cynthia Hart-Button at Sacred World Peace Alliance.  She has not asked for her Sacred Song Blessing or offered any gifts to White Buffalo Calf Woman (aka Twin Deer Mother). We have not received a viewing, communication or any gifts from Merrifield, powellartstudio, sundancingwiththemuse, or heyoka-art nor do we support the sale of sacred information, as we promote the Great Give-A-Way. 

However, we do recognize the fact that Merrifield (ambassador), Cynthia Hart (ambassador) and you, Pat Moonface "Gone Hiking" (ambassador) are in efforts to support and care for a Buffalo Herd, through Sacred World Peace Alliance. We pass your agenda forward.  And bless your gathering, a joyous event.

Yes, in California too, the weather blows a northern wind, Autumn is here.  Many homeless and troubled youth across the world. Many abandoned and without, with more moving to the streets.  Remember we are missionaries living on the Streets to help the homeless. Providing blankets and basics are few, when hearts are not open across the world. This is only on the increase, the collision course of Heaven with Earth or Numinosity with Luminosity. And we rely on Sacred Blessings in the Winds from all our Relatives around the world and those walking and talking (wakan tankan, the great spirit which lives within you, the name of God) with Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy. Those who walk on the Red Road, walk with law of love upon their souls. We are here to gift our hearts and bring in the good news, that tomorrow we shall unite, for those who remember relatives of the Rainbow Clan, as we are all related upon Mother Earth.  As per your request, we offer a Sacred Song Blessing for the Street Youth (below) and a Prayer for your Event.

Sacred Song Blessings - Prayer for Event "Come Towards my Heart"

Come towards my heart (invite, welcome).  Feel all the souls impart, wisdom comes in gathering, to feel the springs of unity. Come towards my heart. Feel all the sacred parts. I know it's happening all over the world, others do dare, to bring up the soul. Come towards my heart. Stir within and let me impart. I gift my song for the world. I gift the heart that need no compare. Come towards my heart. Let me soar above the clouds this day. Hold my hands and know we are on our way. Come towards my heart. And with the buffalo they do glow, sharing lights of the sacred rainbow, tell the story knows, the Great Divide does glow (over the horizon we go to and fro). Come towards my heart. Show the world, how great we can impart, wisdom lies upon our souls, divine, treasures are thine, when we (say) "Come towards my heart".

We bless the nine sacred directions for the blue, the heart of me and you, relatives on all shores.

Your devoted servant,
White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother
elder crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Sacred Song Blessings For Street Youth 

Broken hearted, misunderstood, come and gather like you should.  But are houses open up to them?  All our children in the wind. Where do they go, without true love, always waiting for another glove (perfect fit)?  Will there be someone who will understand?  Will there be someone who listens in the wind?  God give me strength to meet this day. Let me shutter another way. Allow my song to hear the sky.  Let me rise up and know why!

If only the adults would forgive each day. If only the adults would fight another way. If only the adults got some love in their hearts, will we find a way to impart.  We the children will lead you home. Even if you don't know the stones throw. We will be here when you are gone, because it's our world, our living storm. 

Can you find a will today, give a heart and teach us how to pray.  We are relatives on the rainbow tree, but my heart does belong to me.  I want to know, if you will show?  I want to know, when will it grow?  My heart beckons to a world that new, where my brothers and sisters have a clue.  Right now all I see are enemies. Doesn't anyone believe in me?  I will seek a better way, if only someone would hold me today. If only someone who come my way. My relatives, I need you close.  Even if you can't show me, how hard of course. I will be here, to hold your hands, if you only stop to understand. 

We the children in the streets, deserve love and your company. Don't you have time, to listen in?  Don't you want to know, the great begin? Solve your problems, that's what they say, but how do I find a better way?  Won't you come and greet my heart today?  Won't you please help those who come to say . . . "I love you this day (tears breathing).  I love this day (more tears). I love you always (more tears).  Even if you don't pray.  But I will show you how to find peace.  I will show you how to relieve grief. I will hold your hands while you pray. I will pray with you this day! (tears do flow, to greet and know)."  

Now it's time to light a fire.  Now it's time to bless this mire. Now it's time for us to shed our sins!  Now it's time for us to begin.  And when it's done, we remember the next day. We must clean the winds always.  And in each hour, we must bless, to keep our hearts within this empty nest (darkness within, heaven begins).  

Peace will come when others join.  Holding hands, without any void.  Each a part of the sacred rainbow, double lesions always seem to flow (it happens twice, just to get it right).  But if we realize, we are not the enemy. We are humble children on God's beloved tree. All we need is joy to return, when we learn to bow and earn, the sacred heart of return (come on home).  The sacred place, we are sure to burn (purify to receive safe passage).  But this day will lift the seeds, from the ashes, we will breathe.  Fly away into the night, gain another day, without fright, there we go tumbling to and fro. The day is open to receive Rainbows. Let me pray with you. Let me bless all the sacred true. Let me find a way to live, without hatred that was gifted to me in the wind.  I bless all that is cruel this day.  I bless all things to live a new better way. I bless this world, to find a moment of time, to bless with fire and purify all the mire. I bless this world for you.  We the children have a view. We are dreams unfolding true. Just you wait, I will show you!

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, elder crystal person and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, elder lavender person, for the voice and heart of the Street Youth, requested by Gone Hiking, silver person, Cosmic Mother from heaven.

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, November 17, 2010


May the fire be in our thoughts,
Making them good and just.

May it protect us from all harm
May the fire be in our eyes,

May it open our eyes to see what is good in life.
May it protect us from speaking against another.

May the fire be in our ears.
We pray that we may hear with deep listening

So that we may bear the flow of water
And of all creation and the Dreaming.

May we be protected from gossip
And from those things that harm

And break down our family.
May the fire be in our arms and hands,

So that we may be of service and build up love.
May the fire protect us from all violence.

May the fire be in us whole being, In our legs and feet,
Enabling us to walk the earth with respect and care,

So that we may journey in ways of goodness and trust
And be protected from walking away from what is true within

i bless you
my dear Relatives
i bless your nine directions

and mine

Grandfather Holy Spirit

the perfect Storm
elder star (white) person
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

möge das feuer in unseren gedanken sein
sie gut und gerecht machen,

möge es uns vor allem schaden beschützen
möge das feuer in unseren augen sein

möge es unsere augen öffnen für die schönheit im leben
möge es uns davor beschützen gegen eine/n anderen zu sprechen

möge das feuer in unseren ohren sein
mögen wir hören mit einem tiefen hin-hören

so dass wir den fluss des wassers ertragen können
und den der schöpfung und des träumens

mögen wir beschützt sein vor tratsch
und vor all den dingen, die schaden

und unsere familie nieder machen
möge das feuer in unseren armen und händen sein

so dass wir dienen und liebe aufbauen können
möge das feuer uns vor aller gewalt beschützen

möge das feuer in unserem ganzen wesen sein
in unseren beinen und füßen

so dass es uns möglich ist auf der erde mit respekt und fürsorge zu gehen
so dass wir auf unseren wegen in güte und vertrauen gehen können

und beschützt sind vor dem abdriften von dem, was für uns wahr ist

German translation by Grandfather VeroniKa Holy Spirit
Deutsch von Großvater Veronika Heiligen Geistes

Brand Zegen

Moge het vuur in onze gedachten zijn
En hen goed en juist maken

Moge het ons beschermen tegen alle schade
Moge het vuur onze ogen openen

Moge het onze ogen openen om te zien wat goed is in ons leven
Moge het ons beschermen tegen het spreken tegen de anderen

Moge het vuur in onze oren zijn
We bidden dat we mogen horen met het diepe luisteren

Zodat we de stroom van het water aankunnen
En van alle creatie en het Dromen

Moge we beschermd zijn tegen roddelen
En tegen die dingen die ons schade toebrengen en onze familie afbreken

Moge het vuur in onze armen en handen zijn
Zodat we dienstbaar zijn en liefde opbouwen

Moge het vuur ons beschermen tegen alle geweld
Moge het vuur in ons hele wezen zijn

In onze benen en voeten
Zodat het ons mogelijk maakt om op deze aarde te wandelen met respect en zorgzaamheid

Zodat we mogen reizen op een manier van goedheid en vertrouwen
En zodat we beschermd zijn tegen het wegwandelen van wat echt is vanbinnen.

Dutch Interpretation by Southern Season, your Song of Heaven

Image: Straight through the fire You make me clean and pure

Open heart, we do not part
A light shines, perfect vines

Warm glow is spreading out
speaking in silence or out loud

"I bless the 9 sacred directions within me"
"set my spirit free"
My space is clean

In my hand a bean (seed)
To sow in Earth, pure ground

Connected to heaven, Heavenly bound
Lighting a fire within and without

Forgiveness that is what it is all about
Burning sin

Makes us win
Clean surroundings for all

So that we can stand tall
With love we live

and love we give
Red Road shows the way

How to learn lessons, how to pray
How to have joy, how to play

With this fire
We desire

To live in Harmony
and Be Free

Blessings to you all and all you love

Elder Green person, Spiritual Embrace
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Hoop 1: We recognize you as a spiritual being and welcome you to one family consciousness. Here at Active-Indigos (elders), we respectfully address the ascension, flesh or light and descending, soul or darkness, process while creating local sanctuaries on earth. Thinking globally and acting locally while networking all spiritual communities and educating the workplace.

Elders come to be, when they stand to be free, to be heard of justice door, the place where all live to be, united in heart. United when apart. United in Spirit, to hold and have Heaven, inside the beginning, the Elders of the World. Who come home to what is heard. Who use love beyond all words. To know when LOVE is true. And Knows when we need the views, of pure light, of pure dark, of heaven and earth, abound as One who's gonna win. It's the Elders who refuse to budge and look for hues, instead sea with their hearts, and prays about all things in the heart.

I bless me. I bless the world. I bless you.
I light my fire and bless the sacred nine directions of the blue, the heart of me and you!

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!

To learn about fire blessings and daily walk abouts that purify, visit

Monday, November 15, 2010

Relatives Give Me Hope, Where Pain and Misery Roam!

Hi Beloved Relatives

I need some support
to break a cord

that I carry for so long
to take on the place where I belong

My body is in pain, I feel
My musles are like steel

I feel so small
and am afraid to fall

how can I be
the person that is me

if my eyes deceive
and my heart cannot find relief

I need a light to guide
through a dark forest o so wide

Let me find it inside of me
to set me free
from pain and misery

Blessings be
Elder green person, Rainbow Warrior of Prophecy
Nov 14, 2010 (above), Southern Season Song of Heaven sings!

Lion of Promise,  Rainbow flows out of Star of David with cross! 
Hi Beloved Song of Heaven,

We did sing, to bring in sewn, tears into my pillow, to bind the cord, you do know, the crown that groans.

The pain you feel, is oh so real,
the people shout and can't get out.

Citramins (calcium, rocks, blessings) deer, uptake is vitally clear (bring towards, embrace).
For the rock road, we all go, needs a pump to bloom and grow.

Small is might, that crush all in sight.
Fall like a star, fire rockets glare, 
do find us we swear, up up and away,
I fall down for another day.

Dreams unfold, mighty is within a rainbow,
one must sea, before one believes.  
Trust your heart, feel you are part.

Deceive, relieve, that's what the wind blows,
regardless of hope, we embrace the window (what we see, sea).

A light to conceive?  How about a heart to believe!
Gardens grow in the dark, where the seeds, need no light, 
but trust they are on the right path, seeking heavenly roots that last.

Forests are for everyone, the wicked, the heart that is sewn,
But none fear, when armed with God, those who know, how to impart,
the sword that severs ignorance and the knowledge to bring love,
these are the unseen world, of heaven, we are from.

Wide is forever, the universe without time, 
Let us ride them eternal, like the blowing of the wind.
Trust your heart, don't divide, what is right and what is wrong,
instead embrace both worlds, like we are the eye of a storm.

Let peace know, it has battles, but always returns home to the throne,
law of love win(d)s all the time, because it's how we are formed.
Crystal rules, reigns and pools, the stone river, we all belong.

Think and ponder, but when you are yonder, remember to return on home!
Bless your neighbors, bless your spouse, bless the children, even the mouse. 
Bless the earth, the sky and the sun, because we are happy to be on the run, 
over rolling hills and back to where we began, 
let the darkness overcome me to groan. 
For pools of tears deliver a new day, always gifting our tears away. 

Tomorrow rises and now a new song, 
it's about time to bless all and demand, then do the same. 
We are binded to each other, relative space.

And only those who demand law, "bless your perfect face/race".  
Be a stable right of passage my deer (demand the blessing, greeting, inbetween and going), 
because you are a Rainbow Warrior, to tell all, "I am here".

Your devoted servant sings to you this day, to say White Buffalo Calf Woman longs for new days. We suffer because we love all the children in God's humble path. We generate tears of love for those who seek and last

"I stand my ground, upon the law of love, that binds heaven with earth, while we run, over rolling hills (waves of rainbow colors) and into the sun (dreams come true). Aho (spirit flies) and on the run (sacred journey of life)."

Nov 15, 2010, White Buffalo Calf Woman Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person, rainbow warriors of propehcy, sings back!(above)

"Teach what is right, that law is the LOVE, then when two hearts is united, we share with intelligence.  However if LOVE doesn't lead the way, then we fight to unite LOVE, two broken hearts, then we know that we are walking the truth path, the love to each other, the kind that lasts, over rolling hills in time, over the suns, and into the heart of the blue seas of every one.  We are the Prophecy, the Rain upon the Land, so parched, it will need a Rainbow, to serve it home the right way and know where to land (the Rainbow always lands on the pot of gold, abundance, brotherhood)!" Hoop 2 Warriors of the Rainbow.

Chat (part of) between Song of Heaven and White Buffalo Calf Woman

Southern Season Song of Heaven: there is a part of me that is strong and just goes with the flow, it is on the background and in front there is a part that screams and just makes troubles, sees me as small and has big effect on my body. So I embrace and try to get through this to get to the strong part of me. Wow thank you I can feel it. I hear the call of the Eagle a lot, also now.

White Buffalo Calf Woman: Interesting a wave. That is true love, the fire rages forth on the red road. screams and just makes troubles, that's a warrior in the light. strong and just goes with the flow, it is on the background, that's the river in the dark.

Southern Season Song of Heaven:  yes it fights again everything what is going on in my life and has big effect on my body, it gets tired and is in pain

White Buffalo Calf Woman: (story begins) one of our people brought a song, where the blue road of heaven, fell down. And then stood up. As this happened, a valley appeared. There in the valley was an ember of light, a red road faintly appeared. I looked upon it and it grew. And aho, my spirit knew which way to go, the red road showed me the way. As I was soaring down the river's path. The plants grew green, vines appeared. And grew into the sky. and with the green grass the stalks grew little ears, who could listen to my song. and it turned golden, a sun appeared before my eyes, a garden of paradise did show. the mist fell upon me, a haze. And as I did look again, the eagle did soar before my eyes. to bind the sky with the earth, to bring paradise down from the mountain sides. Here lies the red road embers, the beginning road, in the blue of heaven. We rise to greet the sun, after we bow to the blue road. the western shore is born, light is gifted to the world and the journey begins anew. (the end of this story of you).

Southern Season Song of Heaven:  I am always with those two, I thought it had to do with me being gemini, so I need to let them blend into each other instead of seeing them separated

White Buffalo Calf Woman: I think it's more like a wave. the snake does flow like this, between two realms, back and forth. the path of the snake is to bind two worlds together, weave in and out between.

Southern Season Song of Heaven:  okay... I need to embrace both

White Buffalo Calf Woman: Yes.

Southern Season Song of Heaven:  and that one part, the fighter is happy nowI see it jumping up and down.

White Buffalo Calf Woman: laughing. Sounds like the dance is needed in you.
This is why it's the song and dance. Joy is known. both worlds. song is voice of god, the blue road. dance is the embrace of god, the red road. The yellow path is to know both, the snake's path of love.

Southern Season Song of Heaven:  that is why my physical world is on hold and my spiritual world is flowing, I choose one above the other, no wonder it makes trouble.
Song Title: Southern Season (Song of Heaven) Blows the Wind

Give me a home in paradise.
Tell me a song to think of twice 
(one with my mind once with my heart).
I give my soul to all the songs.
And now (extremely lowest note, slows way down) I am on the RED ROAD. 
(slowest, continues to the end of the red road which is never, but the sound continues away.)
I am on the RED ROAD. 

(returns back to singing)
Thinking sharing so help me God.
I want to be sacred with all my parts.
There is a heaven inside my soul.
I am dreaming to fulfill.

Gift paradise, with relatives in time.
Give me a heart to show and to shine.
I will be bowing, to the sacred divine 
(the vine, intertwined, the law of love, the snake divines the chime, freedom rings, it's a sign).
God fill me up, this holy time.

Let me shine, let me shine. I want to be a great divine.
Let our souls be blinding tonight to shine like a star
Twinkle in the night.
Twinkle dancing.
Holding Prancing.
Giving song to you, my heart is royal blue (true to relatives, the heart of me and you).
I want to share my heart with you ♫♪♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star for the Heart of Southern Season, our Song of Heaven.

Cosmic Star of David
El Adon

Creation reflects the rule of God,
who is praised by the breath of all life.
God's greatness and goodness fill the universe;
knowledge and wisdom encircle God's presence.
Exalted is God by creatures celestial;
enhanced and adorned by the mysteries of heaven.
God's throne is guarded by truth and purity;
God is surrounded by mercy and love.
Good are the lights our God has created,
fashioning them with insight and wisdom.
Endowed by God with power and vigor,
They maintain dominion amidst the world.
Abounding in splendor, emanating brilliance,
their radiant light adorms the universe.
Rejoicing in rising, gladly setting,
they rush to obey their Creator's will.
God is acclaimed by beauty and glory,
God's sovereignty sung by celebration and praise.
God summoned the sun, whose light shone forth,
then gave to the moon its cyclical glow.
The stars and planets, all bodies of the heavens
acclaim God with praise;
celestial creatues give glory and greatness . . .

The Rabbinical Assembly The United Synagogue of Conservative Judaism
Thank you
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!

Sunday, November 14, 2010

The Song is Singing Leading Us Home!

Song is singing, leading us along. Why don't we stamp our song (with our feet), feel your feet moving you along, down a river singing a song. Flowing to the beat. Can't you feel the street, leading you along, down a skip and hop to a song?  We are free to bee (dream the impossible dream), happy as can be, if we follow dreams, come near my heart believe. 

Watch rainbows glow, dancing in the snow. Gifting suns above, twinkling stars like gloves (perfect fit and movement, time, like clockwork). Watch in all you do, bringing all the clues. Do you sing a song, leading you so wrong?  I think it's where you go, that makes you want to show, your heart that needs to dance, to sings a song at last. Leading you home, leading you home.  Right down the river, glows the sacred rainbow.  There a river glows, down and out we know (touch land), on the distant shore, my soul is risen to adore.  

I adore you, I sing with a clue. My heart is open to everyone. Give all you do this day, open hearts that need to pray. Give all you do, it's what we do, because we do love you.  Days are nights and nights are days, when we look at the other side prays.  WE are revolving, around a pretty sun, dancing in the sky, making everyone run.  Days are full of light.  Nights are full of fright. But in-between a place relieves, the shadows do appear, the horizon shows no fear. Bless the sacred directions. Feel the flow from eternity. Heaven is here to lean on love, to get a place, without fear.  And we are going to lead a new day. We are going to find a new horizon that plays.  It's going to be love, that's near a sacred cloud (tears of love), the place of where we go into destiny. The heart that needs a song to sing. 

Sing your heart out. Let the world know. It's time for us to share a rainbow. Look at the colors so mighty in the sun.  We can be brothers all on the run.  But song is my sister, who leads me down the blue road, where my heart is leaning on love that glows.  I will be as a rainbow song, that leads me to other hearts. I will find a willing love, who will want to unite.  Then finally my family will show. Finally, my family will glow. I will be there, for all to share, a place in the distant rainbow.  Glory is in our heart (that) feels. Glory is in this day.  All we need bow down and learn how to pray. Greeting each others, recognizing friends (helpers), relatives of the rainbow, won't you come on in.  I bless you, you bless me, I know it's sanctuary we need. We must fight with our hearts, a song will bring us might.  And strength is gathered, when we share a song or two.  Beat your drum, sing your song and let loose. You are a song waiting for the simple bloom.

Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter and drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand, elder lavender person, wakan wicasa or holy man. Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, Angel Services around the World.

Those who walk the Great Give-A-Way blossom in the heart, that flows to other hearts, relatives in the blue, the strength of me and you, the unity of devotion that comes from you! Thank you from the bottom of our hearts (full up), where the red road grows . . . seeds to show . . . many and varied rainbow delights, the greatest show! Great Spirits bring us home. Relatives . . . you are a PERFECT STORM. Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, we are armed with love that grows, heaven knows, walking upon earth that shows! Let us sing our songs, move all down the river of brotherhood and abundance for all, the children of the Sacred Rainbow.

 Warriors of the Earth   

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!