Dear White Buffalo Calf Woman and Family of the Rainbow,
humbly bowing
blessings this sacred day
to the dream strands and directions
rolling on the song is working
to open doors shove off from shores
mid stream we are swimming
taking in the best visions
we are dreaming in full color
loving all the weather
for the children who wonder
if things will get better
if we believe so they will
our will does become on one
if we are thinking pure inside
things can be realized
hugs I offer all of you
calm your sacred breath
breathe in control of yourself
do not be a fright we are alright
in the circle we right our selves
share whats in your head
others will listen to your said
its called sharing, caring
there you all go relatives
listen up and hear now
we meaning you too are who
are tomorrows warriors of the true
in heart all are thanking
the one truth we can't escape
LOVE is the GATE
dragon tails (tales) timewhite buffalo calf woman/relatives
it speaks to me in view
an ancient language of sight
i know its very face now
what from its reason be
like a stamp on an ink pad
size not a factor
its a tail (tale) of a place
the heart of the matter
(the story teller knows, it's all in our toes/tows).
We can be hugging the relatives
in warm embraces
making smiles cross their faces.
blessing the human race.
Loving and still learning,
Grandmother Upon the Hill
gray child of the rainbow clan
grandmotheruponthehill.blogspot.com
Mon, Sep 24, 2012
ps. When viewing double rainbows, I found the outer is reversed colors. Interesting sight!
Ghost Walk (Sing, Dance, Gather) with us (where you are) each New Moon.
From the darkness we arise a heavenly child.
(2014, solar and lunar calender align, January 1, a cycle of renewal)
Pray With Elders around the World
Here I stand to make it Man, the place inside our hearts. Can you feel the rushing waves, the sounds of love's embrace. I gift to you my heart this day, to hold you close to me. There I stand to heal all Man, because it's time for us to swim, heavenly will has bent. I bow and bless you in the winds, across the portals of time. There we sail to know the whale/wail, to learn of gifts to begin.
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