Upon the winds of time we sail, to know the heart of all who wail. It's because we are here to embrace our love, our pain, our sorrow, our joy within. And when we learn to show our love, then God is willing to show us heard. There deep inside the winds of time, we sail upon the hearts so blind. But now, it's all going to change, because our Heaven's pour out to sing, and we are going home this day, to show the world a better way!

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Monday, January 23, 2012

Do You Hear

Do you hear

the scream of the storm?
the cry of the winds?
the sound of the waves?
the singing of the birds?
the call of the deer?
the quiet footsteps of cougars?
or the rattling rustle of a snake?


the voice inside of you?
that drowns all that out


the voice
that guides you


the voice
that holds you


the voice
which carries you


the voice
that speaks to you


every day
hourly
every minute
every second


oh what are seconds, minutes, hours, days
they belong to a system
which was only put over me


I do not care
because
I hear every moment
the voice


I need no clock


I'm out (streaming light abounding)
no matter
what I do
which I am engaged
whether I am dreaming
whether I should get up


the owner of this voice
dreams with me
wakes me
gets up with me on time


stands by me - when I teach
it seems
Math (rainbow colors) is the favorite subject:) - are you hearing the roaring laugh?


walks with me


along the brook
and makes me wonder


through the densest forest
and shows i can trust (light the way)


jumps with me from the highest cliff
into the river
but I'll have to jump first
being confident
that it's true 
what the whispers say
"I'm always with you"
it shows me the correct turn
gently puts me in the right direction
when I hear the voice (listen with your heart)


when I do not listen carefully enough
there can also be thunder sometimes - 


but also joyfully a loud called welcome


when I finally went upon the bridge with open eyes
and passed into the gate


since that moment this brigde is to my disposal
and
I hear the voice
every moment


she let*s me sing 
she let*s me dance
she let*s me 
and leads me always


I am grateful to hear and to listen
with a smile in the eyes
so they light the lights
the gems begin to sparkle


and the diamond gets polished clearer and clearer (crystalline stones of bountiful light)


it is his breath
that let's me breathe
it is HE (maleness is Color of the rainbow, light)
whom so many the claim of
that HE is not (denial of the greatness of man)


now - yes - 
all ways
from moment to moment
thank you


blessings to you
dear Relatives

Grandfather Holy Spirit
sailing on the breath of life
the oceans and the sky
and all the nine directions
elder white/star child
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Upon the winds of time we sail, to know the heart of all who wail. It's because we are here to embrace our love, our pain, our sorrow, our joy within. And when we learn to show our love, then God is willing to show us heard. There deep inside the winds of time, we sail upon the hearts so blind. But now, it's all going to change, because our Heaven's pour out to sing, and we are going home this day, to show the world a better way!

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