(drum begins) I wait upon a whisper in the wind. I fall down in praise to everything. I hold my heart close to you. I come to share a brand new view. I want to feel the world at large, if only they could understand love, then they would believe in all we have, Greatness lives inside of Man. I want the world to feel my pain, of when they always think of shame, instead of looking out towards you, they fester and bring down their view. I want to know you full of love, where shame is driven far away. I want to know my relative again, just singing songs to the wind.
Where do you go, without pure love? I know you seek a road of doves, to gather with other clansmen too, is bringing us closer to the truth. And now it's time for us to lean on old ways, that we seem to glean/gleam (left overs/shiny but old and obsolete). But I know, it's the road to God, the supreme logic of falling clouds (river of tears and water blessings). And we should feel love towards every drop, a rainbow, tears of love we lost, but inside, we did cross a path. Did we lean on love at last? I bring my heart to prayer each day, to help you seek a better way. And my soul does lean, on where you fly, because it's important to all your alibis. Don't rely on your dreams to bring you home (the light of earth, the red road), instead be grateful on the phone, when you (offer) prayer to One God, the place, where all our hearts start (the darkness of heaven, the blue road), then we are relatives, sharing seeking hearts that unite instead of sin. I want you to know, I love your sacred rainbow. Come share with me all you know, and I will share with you (bow down to the sacred view, offer prayers and blessings to the wind, allows one to share their heart with others).
(drum ends) White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand Drums. Sacred Song Blessing from the heart of Tonkan Han (resident of the Taos Pueblo Community of the Blue Lake People). Shares his heart with the world and teaches us the sacred bow to each other, to recognize relatives from heaven. Associated post http://peacefulwisdomprayerflight.blogspot.com/2011/01/peaceful-wisdom-prayer-flight-visiting.html
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!
Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy
The Sacred Heart of the Blue, the Body that Begins the Walk Within You! I walk towards my home (Taos). I know which way I flow. It's where my heart leads me, that's the way I go. And now it's time to know, where all the songs do lead me. My soul speaks to my heart, "Let's migrate on home!". Days have turned to nights. I glow to know the strife. There we are the sacred hearts, that begins the sacred walk. My talk does lead me there, because I unite with my heart. I am the rising sun, where all is realized. Come and dance with me. Seek the world, I keep. It's the dream we all do hold, but the Sacred Blue does know. There we are the Sun, that rises for the day, to begin the sacred walk, right back to where I begin. I am the song of life. I begin the song of strife. I begin to glow like the sacred storm that knows. I choose, this way today, because God knows which way, the sacred walk and talk does incline, up to the land of paradise. The blue lake people know, we glow and we do go, right where we begin in time, the place we blow our minds. The dreams we are inclined. I'm going home to you. I'm walking home to you. I'm the heart of you, just wait for me, I'm coming home for you!
Where do you go, without pure love? I know you seek a road of doves, to gather with other clansmen too, is bringing us closer to the truth. And now it's time for us to lean on old ways, that we seem to glean/gleam (left overs/shiny but old and obsolete). But I know, it's the road to God, the supreme logic of falling clouds (river of tears and water blessings). And we should feel love towards every drop, a rainbow, tears of love we lost, but inside, we did cross a path. Did we lean on love at last? I bring my heart to prayer each day, to help you seek a better way. And my soul does lean, on where you fly, because it's important to all your alibis. Don't rely on your dreams to bring you home (the light of earth, the red road), instead be grateful on the phone, when you (offer) prayer to One God, the place, where all our hearts start (the darkness of heaven, the blue road), then we are relatives, sharing seeking hearts that unite instead of sin. I want you to know, I love your sacred rainbow. Come share with me all you know, and I will share with you (bow down to the sacred view, offer prayers and blessings to the wind, allows one to share their heart with others).
(drum ends) White Buffalo Calf Woman your Twin Deer Mother Sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star your Father Red Hand Drums. Sacred Song Blessing from the heart of Tonkan Han (resident of the Taos Pueblo Community of the Blue Lake People). Shares his heart with the world and teaches us the sacred bow to each other, to recognize relatives from heaven. Associated post http://peacefulwisdomprayerflight.blogspot.com/2011/01/peaceful-wisdom-prayer-flight-visiting.html
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