Come be faithful, when doubt follows you everywhere. All the people are crying in their fears. We are longing for comfort from others again. Just be wise to all that flies on by. We together, will fly the gallant skies. We together will find a way to rise. We together will shine a day of dawn, when we can all together play our favorite song. We are true blue. We are on the knews. We are faithful to what we say and do. We are children when we walk and talk together in play. Let us praise then, when our spirits fly in the winds.
Wake up children, fold your arms together when we pray. Know within you, there is comfort after all. Inside deeply, the heart can feel the winds. There I will be flying to bring in comfort to all the wings. And my children, when you are lost and alone, feeling like you have been torn away, let us feel the winds. We will pray loudly, we will cry our faith in the skies. Everyone will hear us because we must save the wide.
The open fields of gallantly, the oceans of the blue, the rivers that run from the skies, the skyscrapers with their views. And inside of all of heaven, the sacred woman cries. She says it is time to be faithful. It is time for our cries to become wise. Listen Men, I need you close to me ((pure hearted fools, medicine to heal the world because love lifts the fuel (fuels the fuselage, the main section of an airplane)). I know it is true blue, those who want to bring back FAMILY. We can unite the fields, when warriorship is true. Holy devoted to God's majestic views.
Let us fly by in the sky when you are lost. There together we will find the trees that toss, the winds and wings of birds who catch the fable's cries. It is time to sail fair weather the waking of each child. We want famous, the wings of change you sea/see. We want brotherhood, where HOLY is the TREE.
Relatives of the Rainbow Clan,
Event: Ghost Walk, the New Moon Dance
Official Title: Katchee Tope wha: “the Clouds that Dance Ceremony”
|We bow with the Artist sharing the Rainbow Clouds|
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!
Sing a song, and get along, to have joy in life, full of tears, because you know, the sacred flow is all we have to get us home! Dance all day, and learn to play, with all you do and think and say, because we need love to please, to open hearts and doors to be! Welcome all your relatives, into the heart of all your sin and say, "I love you this very day" and "I won't let you get away!". I will fight for love this day, I will fight to show the way, because I am here to love you dear, my heart that sheds so many tears. And when we hope to comfort folks, then we will be prepared to say, "Come pray with me, learn joy to speak, and song and dance will keep us in relief". Whisper song and let a breeze come home to know your knees, where prayer is your living sacred breeze! White Buffalo Calf Woman sings