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)

*•♫♪♪♫•**•♫♪♪♫•**•♫♪♪♫•**•♫♪♪♫•**•♫♪♪♫•**•♫♪♪♫•**•♫♪♪♫•**•♫♪♪♫•*


Photobucket

*•♫♪♪♫•**•♫♪♪♫•**•♫♪♪♫•**•♫♪♪♫•**•♫♪♪♫•**•♫♪♪♫•**•♫♪♪♫•**•♫♪♪♫•*

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

"Anything you perceive as a problem, is in reality, an opportunity to expand your awareness!"

Search This Blog

Friday, July 27, 2012

A Song for You, My Butterfly!


Aho Relatives,
a song for the Butterfly

Butterfly
Is flying high
Over valleys and mountains
Spreading joy like fountains

So light as a feather
Fragile in stormy weather
Still strong to survive
All the stages in his life

Transforming is what he does
Just like that, without a fuss
Lightness is his key
To make himself totaly free
From all the heaviness of life 
Showing joy within all strife

Colors is what he brings
Showing beauty in all things
Sensitive from head to toe
Feeling comfortable high and low


Giving kisses to the flowers
Is also one of his powers
And when the sun shines
He dines, on the warm rays
Guiding towards Heaven's ways

Thank you butterfly for your medicine
You show your greatness within, 
Being small and thin

We bless you now
And make a bow
To what you represent in life
So we can make the dive
To paradise
And feel alive

Blessed Be
SS, Song of Heaven
green child, spiritual embrace
rainbow warrior of prophecy




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