Wake me each day, as you rise, the sun of heaven is born today. Each child is destine to make a dream, to behold and bring the wisdom of all the doves (to find their beams).
Greetings to the fantastic daze, the morning dew has much to say. Lift my heart inside of thee, to allow my heart to shine like thee. I want to feel the magic you behold. Help me heal the world untold (the future).
We are suns waiting to rise. Let us set up our hearts to receive all the doves (children of peace). We are together, like the rising sun (morning star). All together it's the One/Won. There we shine for another day, to bring in the children, learning to praise.
Come be faithful, like you are, to show the world, how to set things up. We cherish the heavenly wings, to bring our spirits home again.
White Buffalo Calf Woman Sings
Ghost Walk (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon.
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child.
(2014, solar and lunar calender align, January 1, a cycle of renewal)
Pray With Elders around the World
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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I bless the sacred nine directions in you, my relative of the blue. Welcome into our hearts. Welcome into the new view. Blessings you forever, in the Wind and it's true!