Welcome new moon into my heart. I sing to let you know I have a part. Welcome new moon into my heart, all beginnings will be swept. Such a current longs to feel, one big circle making it all real. Tell me what we have to dew, listen to the sacred view. (let the fly out, I say, let the fly dance and pray with us next time). Such confusion reigns over us, because we don't linger in the dust. Times to get gratified don't come to the life, how come this strife? Welcome new moon into my heart. I want to sing and dance and make a sacred arc. Let my spirit flow freely. Let my spirit grow to all the leaves (relatives).
Whisper my soul let it fly. I want to touch the sacred sky. Feel the wonder of our very souls, there we are beginning to feel the bold. Welcome new moon into our hearts, the place we wander to make a sacred ark. Each my relative who shines upon their soul, walks with me down the river of gold. Welcome new moon, a time for me to shout. I feel all the wonder of letting it out. Where we begin, the sines of time, all the waves of the story, let it ride upon my soul. Sacred song, hold me to my dance. Get me up on my feet and help to prance. Let my soul go crazy with my desire, let my spirit roar, let my soul expire, breath it out. Breath it on out. Breath it on out, today, let the rolling rivers praise. Hold my Head up high. Hold my head up low. There we will survive over rolling hills and stones. Each lesson a groan.
Welcome new moon into my heart. There I will see, the making of a holy start. I can seize this moment and let my soul roar, to reach the flowering of my soul that soars, yes let it roar. Welcome new moon to my heart. We will shine together inside of this soul that parks. Where I stand I shine my inner soul. I let it out again, I say I will gold. All my dreams are told. Welcome new moon, the sacred song leaps forth. We are on a road, where all of us are smoke. Each breath we take, a holy making stone. Each a color of the sacred rainbow, we just got to roam, where we are storms.
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the horns, those who speak out to be born. Gift birth to your inner soul, sing and dance tonight, let your family provide, all the love that you k/need. Come let it grow forth. Gather in the light, bath with excite, make merry, make your inner light. Alightfromwithin.org, gifted to all of the World, our Family, the Rainbow Clan. Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy stand with yee/many you's/ewes/lambs of god, it's time to become, the mighty warriors upon this land. We sing and dance for you. New Moon, gift to us all the clues, we begin a knew/a new.We bow to the sacred nine streams and four holy directions, with fire and water, let the dream begin!
Ghost Walk (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon.
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child.
(solar and lunar calender align, January 1, 2014, a cycle of renewal)
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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!
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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!