Sacred Weather of the Hoops!

Tell me the weather?  Tell me about the snow?  I'm going to get better, cleaner, than I know.  Come hold me closer, know, my love will warm, even a shadow, coming to do harm.  Lift up our voices, feel majestic waves.  Give me some (sound) shelter, hold me close, "Let's pray".  There we go together.  There we go to fill us up.  Make a heart feel worshiped. Make our souls impart.

When are you looking at the weather.  Don't you notice all kinds.   Feel the heart so full of treasure.  There we sing to be blind (alightfromwithin shines). We are on a river, flowing magic everywhere.  There is so much feeling, that I want to feel despair.  But all the little children, come home and walk this way.  Where their hearts know magic, feeling love in the air. 

It's a sunny day out.  It's a raining day too.  It's the local weather, and it's always blue (bleu, the call to freedom).  Come my little children, don't you see, the skies.  WE do ponder on the weather, always looking for a brand new hide (rainbow colors, four directions).  And if we could reach the heart and all it keeps, then we could find a wave of delight.  Gifting music for the rest of our life. 

WE are floating forever, a sky less cloud (healing molecules of dew) fills my heart. We are both part of this weather, it's dreams that keep us up all night.  And treasures are a bounty, gifting hands of delight, when we look at each other, knowing relatives gift each others plight (sharing our hearts).  And if we could lean on, the love of suffering pain.  We could know of heroes, they did have us learn and gain.  

Miracles aside.  God within realize. I am going towards a heart today.  With a song tomorrow. We are going to know sorrow (tears for the blue), but we do recognize the new view. Brotherhoood, won't you look at me and you.  It's a brand new hall way (halls of consciousness, the race of men).  All is shiny and great, but it's an illusion, where fire, will be the open gate.  Can you believe, how great inside of thee. Walk into the fire's light and purify all your fright. Bless the blue of me and you, bringing the royal true, relatives, who need me and you!

It's the local weather. I know, I'm going sailing.  Gift a heart that needs a part of me and you (the embrace, the blue road).  Fill your orchards better (grow more food for the people to share).  Give of course, the letter (the law of love, the red road). Know it's what we do to find the soul in you. We sing for you. Sunny skies, Windy nights.  See the stars, fill me up at night.  Days so bright, rainbow delights, and it's fire and water, that makes majestic you.  Come let's go together.  Meet each other with fair weather, bless and pray and know the sacred dance today.  Be a living fire now (did my fire blessings), I am a Sun Dance (my inner light does shine) in a mire now (the sins of our times).  And I will purify, all that is relative to me.  I will walk, with a heart, that is pure from the start. I will know, magic is in the air, this very day.  I will feel you and me. I will gather, and I will please. I belong to you.  I know the perfect view.  I am perfect you see.  I am great, in me.  I am a child of God.  I am magic that fills the air.  I am always true, to my heart. I always find, to do my part. I am perfect you see, because God believes in me. Let me walk to you.   Let me talk to you.  Let me go beyond the stars. Let me sail the seas.  Give me all you do each day.  Fill a heart, that longs to pray. Sing a song that's magic in you, I am perfect

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ly blue, a relative that speaks, walks the creeks blue!

Cry me a river.  Cry me a river.  How is the weather.  My child, I believe in you.  Cry me a  river.  Fill boats and let's go together, down a rocky shore, but if we learn to adore? We will find the perfect you.  I am greatness (wakan tankan - holy spirit - walking talking).  I am the sounds of God (g_ah_d: utterance of heavenly transmission, the story).  I am the heart that needs you.  I feel all the sacred parts.  Now if I only could understsand this river, all the weather it would be blue (relatives to you, loyal and true).  And my heart that suffers for you, I am proud to serve the blue.  Thank you for all the leaders, those who followed the people's heart.  Gift, you are our shelter, when you don't seem to walk far from our hearts.  Know magic fills the air.  It's a tear drop, that longs to prepare.  Sacred destruction (fire blessings), purifing all the winds.  

Don't know, how I'll do it.  Don't know, which way to go.  But if I listen to my heart. I will pray and find a start.  I bless the nine sacred directions. I bless the relative in you.  I bless the souls down under.  I bless the skies who are true.  I bless the wheel of fortune, abundance to everyone.  And soon, we shall achieve, true love you and me. Let's find a way to pray and walk on home, the spirit of this lake, the earth and all her stakes.  WE call her our Blue, the heart of me and you.  WE walk towards the true, that rings within.  We are going to finish our love, the story, that is filled with heartache, but it's a place, we did display, all the feelings of that day.  The journey and wonder, we did hide, how could we not realize. WE are greatness you see.  It's a world, filled up with love for you and me, because I did forgive you.  How else, could I have this new view?  

I tell you, it's really true, the love I have for you.  My heart is blue, true to God.  My heart rings eternal clouds. I ride the sky with delight, knowing we are going home to a new world tonight. Heaven come on home now. Heaven come on home now.  I look for descent weather (evolution), dark, gray, white, it doesn't matter, as long it's you and me.  I will know, it's family.  The royal clan, the magic of man, the race of divine space, the spiraling we dance, the magic of her hand (embrace from the heart).  It's Mother (Great Spirit Mother), Father (Great Spirit Father) too (parents and elders), they need you!

Sung By White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother and Sacred Drum By Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star, your Father Red Hand. For the Heart of the Sacred Weather of the Hoops and Grandmother's of the Green Grass, who offer the hands, the embrace from the heart.

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!

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Rainbow Clan, the place where seeds find their home. Blessings of the Green Grass follows you to the throne (kinsmen)! Brotherhood, comes to run with an iron thumb (shines in the dark), the heart of a warrior, the heart of a man, the heart of a great spirit, that reaches and kicks (stands up for what is right and unites broken hearts). Follow the Great River, the crystalline shore leads, right down towards the heartbeat. Gather together and explore, the heart of all our relatives, we adore!

Here I stand, in Grandmother's land (dream space). It all belongs to you, because you are true. Seeking the heart that does good, always watching out for us. Thanking all that you do, because Grandmother we love you. Grandmother (guiding us towards our destiny), you hold our dreams. You allow us to fly with our Souls. And Blue Road cross the Red, to bring home the sacred Sun Dance (united soul and flesh, yellow way). And dreams are born within, because Grandmother, you always win(d). Your love fills our hearts. Because we do take a leap of faith, because you hold our hearts near yours and we never part. Let us dream in Grandmother Space and Grandmothers of the Green Grass, we hold your hands, for we are going home to the Rainbow Clan!