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Sunday, December 25, 2011

Merry Christmas Dancing Miracles

Dancing Miracles on this day, help us learn to play. Hear my heart beat along the waves. Feel the thunder. Feel the rage, the river that plays. Hold my hand today, feel my pain, know of miracles they will gain. We are on our way. We are on our way.

Dancing Miracles hold my hands. We are here to understand. Feel the heartache upon this land. Reach out brother and make a plan. Greet your neighbor, find a friend, forever we live in the wind. We are brethren each and every child. Hold the hands while it seems so wild.

Merry Christmas, heal my soul. Know God gives comfort, it could be gold.  Share a present and feel the love. You are my gift from above. We are salvation if you hear the call. The place of brotherhood we dew fall.  Stars from heaven glow your light, let my heart alleviate plight.

Miracles hold my hand. Tell me we are going to the promise land. Milk and honey fill my soul. I believe miracles they have been told (prophecies are stories told, let us hear with a heart of gold, dream brothers and sisters, dream).


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!

Saturday, October 29, 2011

Here We Go Rainbow Glow, We Are On Our Way!



Relatives of the Rainbow Clan,


Here we go, here we go, down the following rainbow (bridge or magenta). Here we go, here we go, down into the valley (green, spiritual) full of fear. But our hearts will know how to get down and gift the sacred bow (humbling). Here we go, here we go, here we go.


My heart wants to know of Kingdoms (many mansions in God's house), but I must shout my name (glory be to mine/thine name). Glory to the heavens for bringing everything (darkness and unseen). And so much to wonder, so much change does appear. I must be able to fathom, my heart, my spirit again. Here we go, here we go, dancing on the sacred rainbow (each other's colors). My heart swirls and I'm real, because I am singing here (sharing my heart). Here we go, here we go, down the halls of men who are sound (sharing their songs). Sounding joy in our hearts, down the hill (parade of anticipation).


As we head to heaven within (darkness), all that sin is going to begin (hearing the impure winds), to shout at us and make a fuss, but love blooms here (a light from within). I will shine forever bind, those who are in fear and are behind, they just need love to guide their hearts, for heaven is near (our hearts are real, the spirit that cares about kinsmen of the rainbow). Here we go, here we go, down the sacred river flows. I am on my rushing windows sees (winds blowing through), the ever loving living dream. Brotherhood and glory bee, I am here to set the seas, upon the shelter of every shore. I'm on my way.


Here we go, here we go, down the sacred river gorge (darkest cave, my navel guides the way, as our spirits fly from here/there). We are on our way, to heaven's stay, we are on our way.  Where there we judgement and shame (perspective changes to wisdom and knowledge), now live joy in everything. We are on our way, we are on our way to heaven's door (crystal child and pearly gates). Come on in, come on in, then you will eliminate all your sins, because joy will be left to feel/fill our hearts with ever more.  And where we thought we did wrong, now we let it out with the gun (as Father Rushing River Grows says, "Fired Blessings" at you, the view), the shooting heart that fears no part (all is part), just sending love, just sending love. I bless you true, oh yes, I dew (cling to you). I bless your heart that stands next to you (the soul within your flesh, your rainbow colors that pass the test of love). Because you don't understand that pain is tears of joy, just turned upside down to annoy (stinging of love's dew). 


"But all this love got's to end, into another roaring sin", I think not this day, because I am here to say, I'm on my way, Blessings save my day (Walk towards the sinners, who need love from you. Think of them as children who are bad (immoral), because they need your attention. They will do whatever it takes to get your attention, just seeking love one way or another by doing immoral activities.  They simply don't know how to ask for what they need. This is why we walk towards the sinner, because elders/warriors bow down and care about the ungrateful child and teach the child how to be grateful, to include them, to bring them home. Validate and stand your ground, then all will be unwound).  Here we go, here we go. Down the river where we are going to praise, the glory bee, the glory be, we are on our way. Heaven sent us here to pray. Heaven sent us here today, to share our hearts with the world of art (each color a magnificent arc, the rainbow display, gifts us all a perfect ray). We are on our way. We fight for love, all of us. We fight to know it's not opposition this day (duality), but love that grows, down open toes (from the talking heart to the walking part), we dance and play all the way. And when we are down and need a hand, we must go out and make a stand. I need your heart, come on in. I'm on my way. I am here to pray. 


Thank you Grandmother Comfort in the Wind for this Photo!
When love is lost and gone away, then look for another sunshine ray, then you will find our relatives are not blind, but blinding love, all for us their rays (as a blue child once said, things go bump in the dark, but I will feel my way towards you or as a magenta child says, sow much light and winds that I must protect my face and eyes from all that bright, I cannot see, but must feel you pushing me/thee). And we are going to learn to bee, the greatest show we ever could conceive. WE are on our way, we are on our way, heaven is here to stay.  


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings to know that there is glory in everything, every tear, every pain, it's going to gain (heavenly blue road, true blue, suffers for me and you). Just do your prayers with water and fire and sing your songs inside the winds. Know you are GREATNESS that could bee (possibility) a DREAM.  We are on our way!

I'm On My Way!

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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!





Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Over the Rainbow Through You!


My heart is over the rainbow. My heart is over the Sioux (my soul stands up on the red road, the law of love I preside). My heart is over the greatful (a huge wave), the wonder of having love from you. 
The waves of kindness beseech thee, the hearts of magical hues. 
And when we flow over the same rainbow, the hearts of loving is magical imbues. 
The songs of the laughter we sing now. 
That make us merry and true.




The song of creation that begins now. The shimmy of loving that's true. Come dance now, come dance now. Come dance to the magical tune. Come sing now, come sing now, come sing with the fabulous views. There is a song that leads us to rainbows. The place where the crystalline flow. Where all is a song and a laughter of peaceful doves who want to only flow.


We are grateful for what we breath now. We are greatful for every single hue. We are greatful for the the wonders of God's love that comes through from you. And all we share is the talent of angels. The souls that lean in the winds. And closer and closer my heart falls, down into the well of your grin.


Come sail, come sail, come sail away with me deers (journey of life, race of man). Come sail, come sail, come sail away without fears. Now over the rainbow we are sailing. The true and the blue are our friends. But inside the red where love blooms, the relatives lives inside the winds. Come swell, come swell, come swell with love over brim. Come swell, come swell, come swell with love over sin.


And now it's begining to know love. And now it's the time of the great roll (repeat the story and validate the sacred spoken word). And it's where the hide is inside the rainbow, the buffalo who bring us all pride. And where we flow into the gold, my heart is bellowing deers (all of us are flowing together). And we are finding shores to bind with for God is closer and nearer and near.


There we are..............over there.............now right here. There the rainbow does shine again. The place where our sails are filled with air. The center hall, where all is glared, the song of angels in the sky. We are the open raw hide (our hearts provide through rainbow colors we shine).


Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman
Aho and love and blessings nine sacred directions


shadow image: rainbow glory
Grandmother Comfort in the Wind says in google chat:
Aho... we send our love to you and Holiness... we will meet tomorrow then and now... sounds like the beach is calling!  Love the song... so wonderful! Golden Kobe sends his 'hi' and blessings


White Buffalo Calf Woman says:
Yes, sow wonderful.  Have fun at the beach and give a hug for all your boys at home.


Grandmother Comfort in the Wind says: 
Rainbow Eddy agreed with all the song as I read what came along


White Buffalo Calf Woman says:
your devoted, white buffalo calf woman


Grandmother Comfort in the Wind says: 
I will my heart in return

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, June 29, 2011

Morning Prayer, Hoops of the Universe and for the Winds

Sacred Song Blessings Morning Prayer 

As we rise up and sing to the world, we find our hearts are surprised at what is real. Can you taste all the music we feel each day?  Can we rise up to hear our own rays?  In the morning, when I rise to do my prayers. I can feel thee, the heart who lingers is rarely rare, but to see it true, to reflect the heart in you.  That's what I must have a place to do.

I come to you, to feel the beat in my heart.  I can say at first, it seemed such a spark, but then we lingered and really saw what's worth, but we failed to realize, how important God's love is heard.  And we walk away in silence, instead of prayer and golden highlands.  We are comparing the dream with thee.  I say really, do we really believe.  That we are humble, and know God is we are not willing to shout, our hearts out.  Our hearts devout.  

(drum, changed position from side to side, to down below, which hurt on the red road. I asked him to right himself with shifting back, harmony began again, the song did flow) 

Where we go, it's the rapid show. Time does bend near our hearts. I can feel, all that's real, when I'm down to bow. And my soul does rise up to shine like surprise, the rainbow does cling, to the shining begin.  And where I do rise, my heart is filled realized, that I love you. Heaven is really true. Beg with me, differences let it breeze. Help our souls, to know it's all the favored rainbow.  And when we kiss, there is a bliss, to shine within. And there we begin.  Our hearts lean towards the winds.

And where we flow the sacred rainbow.  We go towards you, and bestow.  There I know your name, gone to have such fame, but return do you, back to what is really true.  The heart does gleam a song you need each day in the winds, to show you where the heart compares. But if we are the place of heaven inside of thee, we climb the breeze, heaven's knees.  WE are blowing free.

Come share with me, when the morning star does shine true. I rise with you, to bring my day to blossom and bloom.  I know it's what we need each day, to bring us closer to the hearts rays. And then we reckon our souls, to make it overflow. For Love is here, it's really near, come feel our hearts in the winds.  And heavne begin, to blossom again, we know it's all worth. And if we shine, into the light, we gain the heart without plight, the red road brings cheer of heaven that is always near.

Sacred Song Blessings for the Hoops of the Universe
I bless you. I bless you.  I feel you. I feel you.  I am blue.  I am blue.  I am red. I am read. I am yellow, the stone of the fellow. I am blue cross over you and red greet my heart, the soul that imparts, the grains of sands in time, now come home to command.

I bless you, nine sacred directions true. I bless you, my heart is willing too.  I come towards you, to be the sacred tree. And I need you, for blossoms in the breeze.  I bless you, the place my soul does grow. I bless you, the lingering hold. I bless you, the divine sacred dew. I bless you, my heart is solid true.

Sacred Song Blessings for the Winds
There we rumble and roar, to know the loud snore, the place we cross over the babbling brook. And my heart literally finds comfort in the breeze, for sails are put up for the mighty seas, from me to thee.  I say, we are going home, to where lives the thrones, of the kingdoms of God, were are are not small, but shouts. We are humbled each one, to bring us nearer to the sun. And my story overflows, when I come home to your knows.

If we seek a place of wisdom, we know God is here to listen. to beat of my heart, and the location I did start. I am willing to become the mighty radiant sun, the place my heart does feel sacrilige, and my soul is exploding to create an unloading of what is impure, to what is dear, for all to know.  We are the sacred snow of winter, we wake up in the spring and summer we do blossom and bow in the breeze. And fall is what is grateful, for all the rewards we reap, to cultivate salvation, in taking care of what is late (even if the crop is late). 

We are forever going to heaven, to seek the land we are leavened.  And the days do bring us paradise, when we shine from within. And if we look out at the stables, we are here to make our labels, we are full of heaven's surprise each day.  The waking of a shadow, does make it all matter, the place we walk down hand in hand.  And there times when we are troubled, then embracing seems to double, as arms about from heaven you make literally. come share the knocks upon my knees.

There we go to the table, with certain stable manners, to bring in harmony that lasts eternally. And strife is measure we are able to dear our hearts we are able, to bring the path of salvation that lasts and lasts.  We can find worth at any table, as long as we are humble and able to bow down to the this earth that gifts us all it's girth.  And the soul reaps the harvest, the circle of life is graffic, but who else is willing to die for love? And we are going home now, to bring it into the loom pow, the place we walk and talk the sacred way. 

There we find the fable, the story with the label, that rings in our hearts so true.  If we go looking for the dream world and make it all real worth, then you will know discomforts on any path. But love always guides us home to be stable, to be the perfect label, to bring us home, together, in a sacred time, the rolling hills of love, that shine.


June 29, 2011
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, April 5, 2011

Love to the Indigo Child

Come my brother (male principle, light of mankind, called the Rainbow Clan), can't you see, my heart longs for a destiny. I want to be close to you, but you have so much to lose (feeling to comfortable where you are, therefore your journey is at it's end, rather than seeking a new shore, a heart another door). My brother, I say to you, let it go, it's of no use (all that stuff, physical). It's a soul that lives within. Come and join the family in the wind.


Indigo, you are my heart. Perfect in all the parts. Warrior sent to show the way, Prophet longs to heal the day.  I know it's not easy, when all do turn (walk away). I know it's not easy, when they don't burn (fire blessings). I know it's not easy, that's why we pray.


All the rainbows colors pass your day. You know it's forbearing (to be tolerant or patient in the face of provocation, to endure) in all they do and say. And my heart echoes in the billows of time, I do swirl around and chime (hear the bells of freedom call me home, the heart of heavenly true).  I am the song (your heart) that leads my heart (I am devoted to you).  I (crystal child) will show you how to impart (indigo child).  Fly over the rainbow, instead of away. Fly over the rainbow and teach them how to pray.  


Those who don't know, think they are Indigos too, but they can't see, right into the blue (dark space). Only visions can be seen, by the "Prophet who finds the gleam".  And it's light, inside our minds. The space we hide, the spirit is seems, is not at all, what you envision in thee. Instead what you find, is a spiritual reality (dark space, which you are not able interpret and it makes you feel lost, but trust the crystal (child) vision, to sea, what you see, then all will be perfect reality).  


They don't know what it is you see.  They don't understand, all spirits want to talk with thee. They don't understand, why love rings paramount to this world, instead we suffer, until they learn. And in the meantime, we all must burn (flames of lessons, purified by flames of devotion, the true blue). 


Where do you go now, if you walk away?  It's not the heaven you display. For even kingdoms need galant all the way, if you walk towards them and sail away (inside the blue of heavenly dark space). You walk towards them and swirl in the day, around and round you go, but not walking away, this is heaven, those bound to stay.


Rainbow colors all over the world. We are not all Indigos, but colors that fill. We are treasures each color that is used. We are tools of heaven that we abuse. But if we look inside our hearts, we can find a rainbow color that smarts (stings, to know the lesson, towards enlightenment of true love).  And my sweetness comes to those, who are willing to bow and blow (in the breeze, where spirituality believes).  


Swing in heaven the sails do turn. I know it's going to be a brand new world. And if we trust our inner soul this day, we can learn to walk and play, when we walk towards and use love all the way, then heaven knows, we are hear to praise.


Indigo child, walk with me. Know your spirit may be free, but your body is young indeed and you need all colors to knead. We are part of each other's tribe. We heavens, not divide. We are relatives, on the shores of love, when we walk towards and not apart.  Let's be doves (those who gather for peace).


Therefore I leave you this very day, so many want to be like you in so many ways, but they don't know what it's like to see, all the spirits that come home to yee. I say, bless with fire every day. I say, bless with fire and always pray.  I say, bless and forgive, those who lost their way, but always know perfect is your soul's display (true rainbow color, the indigo child of any age).  Just have to lean on others who command, the stand of heaven's state of law upon this land. We are going to be harmony, when we stick to each other's needs (devoted servants to each other).


White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star Drums for the INDIGO CHILD (true rainbow color) who needs love.


TERMS INDIGO, CRYSTAL, RAINBOW CLAN

White Buffalo Calf Woman Painting  - White Buffalo Calf Woman Fine Art Print
White Buffalo Calf Woman Painting by Julie Jensen
Indigo (child, including adults) is the perfect six sided crystalline structure of the soul body, multi-colored each of us have. We can all fly, when we dream. The Indigo person is often a prophet and great teacher who lives with visions and conflict. Most of us do not live our lives like this. Indigo represents our Soul body. An Indigo Person is a Great Warrior and brings to us the inner reflection towards truth! They inspire you to enter your Vision Quest. Indigo(perfect soul body)

Crystal (child, including adults) is the perfect six sided crystalline structure of the Physical Body,a powerful and loving being who gifts,the actions of your dream. The Crystal person is reader of the book of life, the sacred four directions, who speaks directly with God and interprets the absolute truth. Crystal represents our Physical body. Most of us do no live our lives like this. Crystal represents our Physical body. A Crystal Person is a Great Warrior and brings peace through the lesson. They inspire you to become your dream of love and peace, what we often call happiness! Crystal(perfect physical body)

The Rainbow Clan are the Sacred Multi-Colored Auras of the Blue in You and Me, our Relation or family. Each of us carry Four Sacred Directions. The Circle of Colors, the Rainbow reflects off the Ocean Blue. Born from these lights We are Perfect Children Within. Each of us carry a Dream seeking Love. The Path we follow are the Four Sacred Directions Written in our Garment of Lights. We belong to the Rainbow Clan. These unseen colors guide us towards our mission. This is written in your Sacred Garment of Lights, the Holy Temple, where Truth is written in the Book of Life! Only a Crystal Person can read this Book of Life.

Embracing and attaining spiritual knowledge(seeking)and allowing the directional flowing(ebb and flow)of the eternal ages Reveals Greatness. A Light From Within. We are the Reflection of our Blue oceans and sky.Water provide us with all that life offers in Unity! Spiritual Warriors are born to be Perfect Blessings

Email whitebuffalocalfwoman@gmail.com to ask for your rainbow colors, the four sacred directions of your rainbow, the body of lights often referred to as auras, however, only a crystal person, can read these colors correctly as colors cross over each other and it gets very confusing. White Buffalo Calf Woman is an Elder Crystal person, who is happy to read your four sacred directions as part of the great give-a-way, the blessings from G_ah_d (utterance of heavenly transmission) or the Divine of "I am" and "I am part of the Greater Universe of the Whole Oneness". Blessings upon your deeds today! http://crystal-indigo-children.blogspot.com


Song for the Pipe

When the pipe comes in your heart and knows where Mother is then we will fly to the heavens and see where God begins, so reach in your heart and find the way, just reach in your heart and sing. Speak all the ones who are elder and true, find their way, find their heart that is blue, when we know the song of all the waters that are pure, and the song of all the breathers that flow.  And when smoke that arises from Mother bosom's heart, bless the sacred space that always knows the way.  Sow heaven when we mistake each other, when we don't know our sacred way, let us help to receive our brothers and our sisters who are pure.  Let them know that each other is only, if you both walk on, inside your heart is where we sang upon the road, let us remember this heart we stand, let us remember this one we make our way. Let us remember God 's mighty hand and the sacred way of the fire pure, of the sacred way of the blue that's pure, of the tears that flow for our bounty knows the way. 

I light my fire, to bless this space, nine directions is heavenly grace. I am a Sun Dance today, because I am walkin (wakan or sacred and holy) all the way!




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, March 11, 2011

Grandmother at Inipi (Sweat Lodge and Vision Quest)

Wake up today, always a frown you display. Do you not see the glory of God in all ways?  Look around you my children wake up to glorify. There is a place that astounds you, a heart, my heart, our hearts tip the waves. Come little children, I want you to feel your pain. Grow up and show them, how you will gain.  Inside of Mother lives a holy temple including you, come share this sacred harmonic view. Vibrate, listen to the winds. Vibrate, let the ills come in.  Vibrate, and purify all mire. Vibrate, dance my child. Come listen to elders who share the fate, of heaven's rhapsody and grace. There we are members of heaven's lonely stars, if we do not impart and share our hearts!

Come little children, where do your grow up?  I think I look upon man and where do they suck ♫•¸¸.•♥ (on the breast of Mother).  I have to know they forgot the Mother who loved them, when they were young.  My children, come on home. We need you to be good, grow up and be wild, free to know the spirit is born in a child.  And if we can remember, the soul will have a chance to bring in harmony into this dance. Feel all around you, the Mother Earth who subsists because we are her children who need suck from her limbs. And she gifts this rarity always at your beck and call, just because children need a Mother and her hall (sanctuary of home).  

There blows more wind, there the time does go. I am getting older, to show the way to go. I know I must transfer, all my needs and wants, to those who will listen, to elders who grow old, to those who are children, a heart that longs to bee bold.  We come to greet the winds, to find a heart begins. I want for all the children to know ♫•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•♥  And days are getting longer, because I am so much fonder of the glory and majesty above, the stars I love. I am home beneath the white clouds, the blue sky and all her love. I am happy to feel the green grass beneath my toes.  I feel magic all around me, when children abound me, to know that heaven does fulfill, our souls will. kill (purify the winds, as righteous spiritual dog soldiers who are true blue one for all and all for one and know the laws of love preside, the spirit with great pride in other words, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy). We will cleanse this world, and bring heavenly fulfill. We shall purify what is wrong and make it all right.  And when the children tuck in, we bless with fire to begin, to say my spirit belong to the winds.  And water will I be, on my journey, the story of heavenly pouring, the stars that shine, in our daily lives, come home and purify.


My children see ♫•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•♥  open your eyes and believe ♫•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•♥  there is a tidal wave coming forth ♫•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•♥  you are part of heaven's worth ♫•♥ and when you think you are alone ♫•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•*¨*•.¸ ¸¸.•♥  we grandmothers will be on the phone, we will shed our prayer on thee.  We will share our prayers on heaven's knees. I bow down to Mother Earth.  I stand up for Father Sky.  I bow down for you and I.  I stand up to why.  And when others go on their way.  I will remember to dance and pray.  I will remember how to love all life.  I will be part of heaven's strife.  And you my child, must remember in the winds, we Grandmothers always hold and begin, to eliminate your sin.  We pray for all you do and say.  We remember better days!

The drum beats as Grandmother remembers to dance with her spirit for you!


White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother Sings, elder crystal person, Lakota Sister, and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand Drums, elder lavender person, Dakota Brother.  This Sacred Song Blessing is from the heart of Grandmother at Inipi who gathers with Wapanohk Iskwew, easterly facing woman, Cree Dakota Sister a blue person and heart of the world of the spirit of the lake people.
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, February 25, 2011

Pour Out a Heart of Gold, God's Glory Filled

There is a time when willows blow, down in the river, down below. My soul does wander to the ebb and flow. My heart does grumble to ever know.  What makes me ride the river's tide?  What makes me play with the waters waves?  I know it's about to make some change. My heart is flowing to learn and gain. When I seek a home to carry me in pride. I wonder how God makes me realize. There is a storm waiting for me, because it's rainbows forever you sea (vision with our hearts).


Glory to the sun, upon our skies. Glory to rains and rainbow pies (sections of oneness likes). And my heart will blow in the winds, where green grass grows (anew), and willows begin (seed of life grows).  My soul is wandering to the rivers's call. I beckon towards you, before I fall. But as I do, my treasures grow, just like a crystal (truth about the book of life), my heart will know.  


Can we live inside such love?  Can we be guided from heaven's doves?  And when we seek a river of love, do we find rainbows, Mothers who stuff (fill you up with love)?  If only I could breath to ride above the tides, maybe I could learn to fly.  And if I could fly in the sky, maybe I could go to stars above. There my soul will remember you, throughout destiny, I will be true. My soul does linger in the winds, because my heart will learn to win(d).  Go and find me. Come and begin. Go and find me, learn to ride the wind.  And if you can, join the stars, ride down from heaven beyond the clouds. And when you reach the atmosphere, find the rainbows, where treasures are near. There I will stand to hold your hands, brotherhood will make us all man. 


Feel the soaring of our souls.  Feel the pouring of God's glory and flow. And when we ride the waves of time, we feel we are taken to the heights. Come below to explore the shores, to find rainbows, we adore.  And the children who run around, they show us how to act clowns. Joy in our lives, joy to the world, joy to rainbow(s), that always fill. Joy to heaven upon our hearts. Joy to literally, "don't keep us apart". And my joy upon your feet (each step of your journey). Walk upright my Brother for all to sea (heart vision and dream).  And my soul will be on your pride, because I support you far and wide.  And the soul within you speaks, the Sister of heaven who longs to keep, the holy word that beckons and calls, we are all Brothers, Sisters in one hall.


Rainbow warriors who come to this world, they know of love that always fills. And those who believe in prophecies call, they are salvation, because they fall (bow and pray). Rainbows, come into the wind. Rainbows, come bow again. Rainbows look at your pride. Rainbows, we are on a ride. Rainbows come to win(d). Rainbow fill the world (pour out their hearts) of sin (who need love and purification of their souls). Rainbows collide within, to show our hearts are growing thin (weary, but hope filled, for the veil of forgetfulness is being lifted to heal). Rainbows come this day, to show our how to slide down (from heaven as we are all star children of the rainbow clan) and play. Rainbows, you glorify the child, the one who looks pretty wild, but inside a heart of gold, where heaven relies on men foretold.

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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!

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