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.
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.........
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)
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
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!