(story, direction)
Floating with whale
(bellows the red road)
(bellows the red road)
Starry nights
(heavenly lights, relatives who shine)
(heavenly lights, relatives who shine)
Magical flights
(soul is set free, to linger in the breeze)
(soul is set free, to linger in the breeze)
On condor's wings
(destruction of the old, to bring in the new)
(destruction of the old, to bring in the new)
And Eagle sings
(paradise in known)
(paradise in known)
In Spirit we trust
it is a big must
To walk the Path of Red (law of love, does kiss the red road)
No fight, but peace instead (gathering dove)
Love is givenBlue way driven (black/blue road to heavenly soul)
United in Yellow (dreams are born)
you are my fellow (brotherhood is known)
A gift to all
Rain-shower blessings will fall (descend from heaven)
Out of the sky (embrace of our light)
Wind bellows forth (the place, we lie our course)
Messages of Our Spirit, our Lord (in the wind, our prayers sail again)
Rainbows Unite (gather together)
with arms open wide (receive each other, relatives for sure)
Standing tall (the soul, that directs the heart, proud to be me)
Hear your call (trust self)
I Love YouI Do
Blessed Bee
Sung by Southern Season, your Song of Heaven
Green person, Rainbow Warrior of Prophecy
Spiritual Embrace
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Heart to You
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our tools of light, the holy temple of the buffalo home, the place we often hide behind, our feelings, that want to touch the sky
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It's a buffalo home (four sacred directions in rainbow colors, we all carry, we are the rainbow clan), where we reside.
It's a buffalo home, our paradise.
It's a rolling hill (rainbow colors) in paradise, God gave us green grass (embrace of oneness), to live in a hide (Rainbow Clan). God gave us love, to feel our pride. And it's a buffalo home, the place I roam (where my soul comes from). God gifts me true, it's blue (relatives true). The heart of me and you. And when that river flows, we are the golden know. And love is bold, to tell and show, that love guides us on the road to know.
It's a buffalo home, our paradise (dreams come true).It's a buffalo home, our grand device (serving a purpose).
It's a buffalo home, where rainbows glow (the flesh, the red road, grows).
It's a buffalo home, where God does flow (the soul, the blue road, knows).
Next to the fields, where the creek down wander (roots). Flowers and orchards do reveal. It's a
place, God gives beginning (circle of life), to share the holy sacred bounty of our love. Tell me your stories, reveal your heart's soul. Sing me your journey, tell me, what's so bold. Know it's a glory, from paradise told, the stars from heaven. The blindness of the sky, the greatest embrace, I don't even know why
(relatives to the Rainbow Clan, leading the physical world of paradise).
But here in my heart, I do believe
God is here to witness me. I am the soul, that lingers to eternity.
Sung by White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother.
Sufi Site for Children of any age, short stories to share nightly, http://www.petama.ch/pagese/PersonE/E-Jataka.html Share your stories too, email alightfromwithin@gmail.com Thank you!
Pray With Elders around the World
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)
