Prayer Date: 03092013 Welcome Brotherhood into My Heart

[White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother]

Golden trails follow me. I want to feel the life in the breeze. Hold me close to my dreams. Tell us true what exactly beams. I sail for you, into the world of where we belong, the standing of all the songs. We are true to the whether of you and me, because love is the dream. And brotherhood will bring us to these seams, where light will escape into the darkness. It's not to late (oscillate). We will be true. If we can walk towards you. Let the dream unfold in front of me. And hands of Brotherhood will cross the seas. From shore to shore and open doors, we will know family.

I dream of golden paved roads, where all is the perfect land of held. Together we will be, the Brothers of the sea, the true blue and mighty crew. And everyone will have what they need. And everyone will share the sacred seas. And everyone will bind our hearts everyday, because it's a land we portray. Gift hands of labor of love. Give your heart to others who are doves. Peace follow you with branches that hold you close to the tree. And there inside of this cavity (tree trunk, the law that binds heaven with earth), the place will be set free, inside of loving breeze.

Looking for the Rainbow stream. There is a place for us to beam. Wishing for Rainbows everyday, then we can sail down to say, Golden trails follow me. I want to share my heart with all the seas. Brotherhood come into the rage, be fashionable today. Let us bind our hearts to make an arc, the Rainbow will fall down on knees. WE will bow to the abundance of all the trees. The treasure chest will open, the doors will start to glow and inside of every perfect stone, the rainbow colors glow. And each share wear a dream, a story that will beam, and brotherhood will leap from our hearts, just to share the holy ark (sails of freedom, through the arc). 

We listen to your heart, where my family wants to park. In a land full of green, where tall standing trees, feel the winds at the top of their heads, the crowns have something to say. It's time to lead brotherhood. The circle come together like we should. And we will demand righteousness, to bless the sails on this nest. And we will dream of trails, where golden lands have our sails. Hold me close to this dream. Let me guide my beams. Share my heart in the winds. Let my soul start to begin. I want to be quite dreams, where brotherhood longs and beams. Everyone will have what they need, because we will share all the seeds.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings and Holiness David Running Eagle Shooting Star drums for all our Relatives. Tell me truly where is your dream? Don't you want Brotherhood to beam? I know you have a dream, now tie it up in bows, all will be a lighted tree, one big happy family...................