Deep inside resides the pure of heart that minds. Everyone is pure, when we bless and pray azure. Blue of heaven guide in me. Listening to my soul in the breeze. We are journeying along this path, to drink of pure love that lasts and lasts.
Down below in the cave of love, deep inside where we hide our doves. Peaceful longing will provide, happiness we hide. Yet in the starting of a bloom, the light within must learn to consume, the gratitude of living here, just to drink every tear. Wine truly water pure, the walking of those who reach this world. It's a spirit of love that binds this heart, to where the pure inside sings like the lark.
I dream where green grass will grow, near the springs clear waters flow. I dream of the light above, where springs show up for the doves. And each on a great journey, please gift them pure waters to feel, that inside where we hide, a tear of rivers preside. We listened to you, where wonder is the view. Deep inside reside the pure of heart. Let us bless and know we can impart.
Wisdom. Shine wisdom. Wisdom, shine out to the world. Receive all that matters and then a bit of a spatter, upon the screen, the door that beams, where we are illuminating shadows and life is breaking bonds (through the sacred cleansing, the impure is vanquished, until another hour, we bless some more), to allow us to bond again, with those who live without sin.
White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred Suns. Deep inside resides the pure of heart, where we are singing like the larks. Birds of song inside of you, when blessings live inside of you.
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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