Walking holding everyone, I think I'm going to have some fun. And when I'm near your heart, I will share all my parts. We the rainbow clan do live, inside a cloud, where God does gift. We are the heart of everyone, doing our part under the sun.
Gather together a heart that is pure. Walk into castles (four sides the flesh, the skin that protects and holds; moat-body of water that protects and embraces; draw bridge-traveling the realms when you follow the law within, like heaven; four corner pillars-protection, united force), that need your care. Open the doors and watch them flow in, when you say, "Come on In". Watch your step (follow the law of love) and win (d, freedom, traveling the golden thread, be happy).
God is creation all these days, I hope I can learn to walk and pray. Being everything I need to bee. Let our hearts achieve. God is coming to our hearts. You can see it all impart. There inside the buffalo home, a shining reflective dome (a light from within).
Our souls do fly away, high in the sky today. We walk on clouds to play. We find always a way (validate, negotiate, validate, renegotiate). We look into other's hearts. We think we are not apart, but we must learn to give, the validation that we need (even if we are a mirror of the part, all needs loving reassurance that they were heard, regardless of how it was said).
Going over rolling hills. My heart is so fulfilled. I am glory God indeed. Can't you feel me breath. I am for the truth of love, walking talking from the doves (flocking together, rainbow warriors who make the stand, uniting those who need a hand). We do gather come to hearts, we are souls (eternal, everlasting life), that do impart (wisdom of the eternal ages).
Oneness has come, to twin our living sun. And now it's time, for all of us to shine. Glory to each day. We are the image God says. And we are going to promise land, just like prophecy stands.
Believe in your heart in all you say. Remember to back it up with a display. And you will be walking the right way over rolling hills (rainbow streams of light). And there we shall find the halls, where company is just a call. And there our hearts survive, to know that God is here inside all the time. We did only ask, "What is your name. Now let me bless you in the wind".
(♥ oneness ♥)
It's looking for your soul now. It's time to realize. That we are all part of God, now. It's what we finally realize. We are brother sister to each other. We are soul and flesh, that relieves our light (flight). And when we are together, we learn to hear the plight (listen to all the stories). It's time for us to shine. To follow those who are blind(ing), because they shine their lights, so bright like stars, that blind (like the blinding sunlight which come from within). I say, it's time for thine (for those who shine). The four directions of time (from the buffalo home, we are Lakota, I stand upon a rolling hill in time, to shine my inner light, the morning star, my home. we are all part of this phenomena, we are the children who learn the rising sun, welcome home rainbow clan to the dawn).
Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother, elder crystal person, wakan iyeshka or holy interpreter and Sacred Drum by Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand, elder lavender person, living fire of purification. Sacred Song Blessings, for the World, Heaven on Earth.
Four Directions of Time: flesh -four directions of light (buffalo home, our holy temple, the hide), houses the soul -four directions of dark (soul's reflection, our inner sanctuary, the mind), that folds in space, light and dark (twin stars), this creates a flowing (wave), towards the middle (spiral), we call this evolution. Native Americans (eldest souls, youngest bodies) or Star people (four directions walking and talking, the living blessing among other relatives) call it rolling hills in time.
Listen to the Blessed Rainbow Colors of the Four Directions











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