Here my shallow (bowl holds rainbow colors of gold. Let these) halls be sails, to make the world come to our hey (abundant greetings we say). Golden dreams find our waves, to cleanse the souls who are aware. We bless the sacred nine in thee, the house that stands for liberty. And if we can we bless the walls, the floor and ceiling and all knick knacks and doors, the dreams and hopes of everyone, come find a reason to have some fun. Blessings, dancing, smiles abound, to this house, to have treasures sound!

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Friday, October 14, 2011

Gathering Together

Laughing Matriarch Sacred Song Blessing Today Springs Forth Her Heart...

Gathering together, my heart feels the pain. My world is forever, going to the place I begin. I got to have perfect weather to know my insides (only through blessings and sacred prayer). The waves of salvation come into me, sow love can preside. I am willing to hold you close to me.  I am willing to find a heart in the seas.  I will comfort you to know, all the sacred wisdom glows, you are the sun in my eyes.  You are the greatness realized.  You are the place my heart sows. I just want to overload (fill up from your love and your nourishing pride, the greatness of a child for doing heart felt love's path).

Days are coming out from the west (Morning Star, wakan or holy path, a light from within walking), rising up to stout to pass the tests. But in our hearts it's love all the way, because it's heavenly display.  How will we rise up to touch the sun, if we don't make up our minds to run over the rolling hills down into the valley still. I will hold you near.

Shining with me, I know you got to be a sacred tree. Shining with me, I know, we are part of harmony.  And when we are starting forever in this weather, I got to see, how perfectly you are my family.  How perfectly you are my loving breeze. Come shine with me, upon the stars in heaven.  know we are part of what takes all to leaven, rising up to feel the world, for us to travel and endure. What a great ride. We are heavenly presiding. What a great ride, the songs of love is chiding. What a great ride, you see it's perfectly, the place of love inside of you and me.

Come my child, speak of yesterday. I know I am wild, but we must show our display. We are at the top of the hill, but now must learn to slide. We are at the top of the hill, we could really glide. If only we could sea, with a heart in the breeze. If only we could see, how great love could bee. I want you to know that waves of love, just have to hold close like doves.  Peace will come, when we run towards the heart on the run. Run towards each others, rather than away, then we will know perfect weather regardless of what we say.....

Come hold my hand my child.  Know God is here to understand my child. I long to feel your song within me free, the happy child on her knees, the soul that has a destiny. The soul that longs to be free. The soul that heaven allows me to fly free, forever and ever and ever, eternal..........................ly (ee sound is flying through the rainbow colors).

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Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy

Laughing Matriarch (Rainbow Mother of all Mothers) comes to shine, upon the heart of a dime (circle embraced by calling home), we the children learn on time. There is music in her words, when you treat her like you should. And a big laughter will come your way, to learn how to really play. Lift up the sounds of love, to bring us nearer than above, (a sky, higher into heaven we know why). Lean on the portal of the sun (brotherhood), that we need the point of doves, gather my children and learn to run, over rolling hills and into the sun. Gift your heart this day, because it's always a way to play. And if we need a home all we got to do is phone (prayers in the wind). Mother of all Mothers sing, to bring in the heart of the wind. And we are to learn to find a place, where we can be an open face. Shame and lame do not belong, because each has it's song (perfection in all songs). Keep a hanger (stuck on the ground, spirit not in flight, yet a safe place to land) you need within, the place we think we need to sin (behind closed doors). But if you learn to bow and pray, it's perfect magic in a day, bless bless, a place in time, we go heaven (blue road) inside this time. Spirit flies into the world, upon the shore to open doors (into each others hearts, a safe place within the true blue).

1 comment:

  1. Aho Relatives,
    I really feel that song. Wonderful.

    With all my love,
    Charlene, violet child, rainbow warrior of prophecy


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