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Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Prayer Date: 09182013 I Share This Holy Pipe With You

I light my pipe today, to heal my heart as I pray. To gift my soul out to the sole, the place I dream to go. When I dream, I think of you. It's time to take a view. Let us run in the streams. Gain lots of love that steams. You and me. Let us sit down for company. You and me. We will share a story in the air and watch it's glow. It's the sacred pipe and the rainbow. All our soul is swirling dancing in the sun. And our making of the wanting of everyone, is to live a dream. Live a great dream. Live on the hoops and follow your dreams. It's time to share a holy pipe in the air, about the story of your life. And how you will grow into the know of what you have to glow. It's inside of you, that takes this truth to the heart of our enemies. Share love that is constantly (Sioux, a constant tone along the red road, where paradise is sown, the Law of LOVE hears all the groans). 

Let us sit and share our hearts today. Let us share this pipe and let us pray. And when we are done, all the blessings will cleanse our sun. We will be dancing in our hearts and laughter will hold the holy ark. We will be together. We will shine a better weather. We will gain a hand, that gifts and understands, the welcome to the land. Let us share our prayers today, the holy smoke will light the waves. And treasures will beam, when circles come to sheen, all around, on top of the mountain. All around, the circle of life will continue forth. All around, the making of the sacred pipe smokes fill, the stories and worries of what our woes did toe. We did know to glow, with the pipe. we did sit in the strife. We told stories, made up worries, just to scenario, to take control, to lean on the spiritual know.

Since the daze gone by, inside is tearing us wide, open fields will show, just how we must look at the rainbow. With our Relatives at hand, so many don't even understand, what is happening to them this day. Will we teach them how to pray? It's a spiritual path you see. We are walking on the red road to believe, that dreams can come true, when happiness find the best of you. And will it be complete, after all we did and meet? I share my heart with you. To long for a favorite view. A dream yesterday, come home to praise. And with this welcome soul upon this stack of many lifetimes coming home to pack, a wallop and a shimmy a dance to prance, to look at romance. LIFE is Grand, if we take the time to understand. Life is GRAND, when we share our pipes and voices gleam. The circle of songs that help us get along, shows just what to dew. Everyone has a pipe that is true. Let the breath of life come to thee, share the heart of your enemy. 

Share the sacred pipe. Tell the story true. Love is the circle living inside of you. We are part of this wheel. We are part of this steel. We are strong as stones. Stars from heavenly below. And when we rise up, to find our dreams. Paradise looks at all we gleam. Wouldn't you like to bee, a humble relativity? Family? Welcome breeze? Yes, it's time you see. Yes, it's time to believe. Yes, it's what we need. Come home to share our heart in the breeze. 

The holy pipe tells you true, how our souls walk with you, everything thing that breaths, shares the smoke with you. And if we are lucky to shine a rainbow, then we would want to know of the story, that you do give, to tell me all the pipes in the rifts, have a place, a piece of the puzzle, the story of continuing life. The continuity grumbles, even stumbles to make our wives. And when we are fortunate men, we share our holiness instead of sin. We gripe and we moan, just because the kids lost their respectful tone. They need us sow, to teach them relatives are part of the circle of the rainbow. We are the Rainbow Clan of many, the circle the pipe shares free. All the rivers and streams grow, even in the galaxies. And when we share our sunshine, the circle of life continues on, for one day, we will cherish two suns, the inside and one running upon. Let us know the waves of heavenly glowing embers in me. Holy is the story of the many pipes of glory, just you tell me a story please.

I wish to share my holy pipe to compare, the notes of the great mystery. What did you dream about. Where did you run around. We shared our blessings to make it all profound. It's time to listen to the story, the circle and even the gory. We need to find a way to forgive with each breath. I light this pipe, bless this sacred nest. We are the blessings, traveling over the roads. When we take a hold of something, remember it's sacred and it paved the way, the circle of life that did save. It's a continuity, all of our relativity. It's a holy pipe you see, it's an envisioning dream. And where I walk together with you, let my heart be purified in our view. A story of heaven shined on me. I will bow with all the leaves. Heaven share this story, the pipe and it's many glories. The circles it joined, the men and their toys, the girls and the boys, the old ones and noise. It's a woman's hands that makes it a demand. Love is where we are grateful and care. And together we fill a way, to bring us morning praise, the holy star, the making of the charge. It's time share a prayer, each day. Let us bring out the pipes to say.........

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all our Relatives on the Buffalo Run. Forgive with your holy pipe each day, the voice of God lives inside of you. Share your story true. I bow with you, my Relative I knew. I bless the nine streams and four directions to help me relieve all the messings. I bless the sailing smoke, the breath of life, to shed a tear or two, to bring in laughter with a new view. I bless this holy pipe that lives inside of you, the spiritual awakening becomes the walking talking (wakan tanka, Great Spirit) along the dew (in the green grass).

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