I Make A Wish For You

Blow in my song, gift to everyone, let it be known, the song upon your heart, sing a tune while in dance, in all you do and in all your prance, feel a tune, live in there, bring in home (inside your heart), the Southern Wind. Heaven feel the house of home, the southern tome (book of life, that's inside of you, your heart does know). Tum, ta ta det da, tome. Tum, ta ta det ta, tome. We're on our way home! Yes, my tears do shine, relatives of mine! How delightful is time *•♫♪♥♪♫•* Treasures come home just in time *•.¸,¸ *´'`*•.¸,¸ ,¸.•*´'`*•.¸,¸ ,¸.•*♥.
"Thank you I needed that", says Lilly Golden Face (Starlilly). "Big hugs", says Song of Heaven.

Southern Season, our Song of Heaven

She Bellows Forth Wisdom, to cherish the Seasons, to bring love to life even in strife. The welcome of a heart within all life. Her name is Southern Season (Heavenly Mission) the grace with a meaning. Give here latitude with magnitude and you'll sea her embrace leaves you leaping for joy, open arms that hold and fill wholes. Welcome to our Song of Heaven (Earthly, tools of Rainbow Colors)

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It's a day that shines again, to bring in the love again. To bring colors that do blend, when the red road finds the wind. And it's fire that leads the way, when purification knows it's play, while we bless everything we do sea, the heart knows, it's time to be me!

I Bless Me, I Bless the World, I Bless You

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Thursday, July 22, 2010

My Heart Cries

My heart cries and wants to tell the secret that I hide so well.  It is a burden that I carry with me and I am longing to set it free, so that I can live the life I suppose to (be), and walk the talk and do the do.
The most difficult thing to do is not to forgive you (other persons).  But embracing my pain, (I) let go and start to gain.  The precious gift that is underneath so that I can walk the road with my feet (red road, the law of love).
Receiving gifts of love from down below and above, is what I need to do right now, so that I can forgive myself and bow, for all the beauty of life and stand tall even in strife.


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She Bellows Forth Wisdom, to cherish the Seasons, to bring love to life even in strife. The welcome of a heart within all life. Her name is Southern Season (Heavenly Mission) the grace with a meaning. Give here latitude with magnitude and you'll sea her embrace leaves you leaping for joy, open arms that hold and fill wholes. Welcome to our Song of Heaven (Earthly, tools of Rainbow Colors)

Blessings Welcome Into My Heart