There I tether, away in the spring, the may pole binds me to everything. I hit that tether, the ball on a string. Give a place to believe, a chance to flow in the breeze.Tell me a story where dogs go home to rest, having their teeth look their best. Here is a warrior looking in the breeze, growling to come on home please. There are days, when I must bear/bare, this windy hall beyond compare. And I must push ahead in this, fierce winds. I must share it all to begin.
Running over brooks, where water does flow. I know it's where my heart does sow. Plant the seeds of magic everywhere, when time is beginning to win(d). And time is beginning to live without sin. Stop calling me names. Stop giving away your pain. Stop clinging to hatred. Don't you want to be fierce? I know it's Magic the halls that ring free, when colors give me the magical breeze.
I live on a plain, where the grass is growing green. And inside the field, the pods, are ripening yellow bling (slang for shining abundance). Golden rushing winds call upon the fields. Gardens do grow across the halls of "God" yield. This, that, the crack, the place in between? I know, it's where my heart does cling. You inside the fields, do bring me everything. Let's fly away and live this day. Come bring happiness to heaven upon our wings this day. Let us soar in the blue skies. Let us show the ringing of the winds.
Let us twirl in fields that bring, yields the harvest spring (southern hemisphere, but biannual harvest are known in eight seasonal cycles, the holy sacred run). I want to show you in ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I want to show where to begin ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I want to believe in everything ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I know it's part of heaven's rings ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I think you are grand indeed ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I know it's part of what you need ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I will listen to your heart ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I will be a sacred part ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ I will hold you near your heart, to give it away, now let us pray ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ Give all my love to the world. I will shed a blanket and cover you. I will hold you near my heart. I will find the waves of delight. Come wash over me this day. Send loving breeze my way ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥. Let us walk into the garden today. I know the right path to take ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥ ♪♫•*¨*•.¸¸♥
Great Song from the Heart of Running Deer our Magic Heart of Belief. Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman and drum by Holiness David Running Eagle.
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!
Pray With Elders around the World
Leap and holler, make yourself known, because this world, needs all hearts to fulfill. Create happiness, in all that you do, because my heart is full, of fabulous views. Come and hold each other, next to destiny. Let us be relatives, heaven inside the breeze. Help me bless each other, all in our family. Let us believe in each other, to bring us company. Gather and let us hear your sing. Gather and run into a dream. Gather and find, that it's time to blow your mind, because the sky does fulfill, the most and the real, bringing hope to all of mankind!
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Thank you relatives for all your kinds words. I bless you in the winds, sacred nine directions, we bless you again!