Heavenly soul inside the holy ghost presides. I awaken to the light within, to shed the aching and the sin. We together know the waves, just in time to share our saved. We are together, breaking bread today, all over the world we pray.
It seems that we need to rise above the outer skies. Yet inside where it's dark and dank (humid, dew of the blue road, lesson or gift), I really want to know this skank (in-virtuous or not walking with heavenly virtues, an unclean girl represents heaven or soul, the darkness we hide, the lesson or sin, now waiting to be revealed and opened wide, it's time to cleanse and purify). Yet in my heart I long to be free glistening inside of me. Yet I know I must glow to understand the after know. Shatter my fears. Let my soul reel. Pull me back home, where I sit on the throne. And when I did wrong, help me in a song. Tell the world I forgive everything that is...... the song sifts..... we adore bliss... yet deep in our hearts, we must learn to forgive this ark, the one standing infront of me. The one who dropped the galaxy upon my seas. All my dreams, took hold and laughter came. What a dip, a vain, a stain. I wish I could have done more, just made mistakes on the road, longing for the shore. Could I be true? I wish my heart too? I want to know the way? Could I learn to pray?
Boo-yah (extremely overjoyed victory)
White Buffalo calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all the Sacred SUNS, that holy Rainbow Clan, those who bow down to understand, it's love that created this land. WE bless you through and through, all the stories you help to imbue. We love you.
Gifted by Elders of the Rainbow Clan, alightfromwithin.org, Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy, Angel Services Around the World
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)
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!