White Buffalo Calf Woman sings: Light Pillars Climb to the Stars, Touch the Holy Yard

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Light Pillars Climb to the Stars, Touch the Holy Yard
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​(image) High Altitude Physics: Colorful light pillars often appear in winter when snow or ice crystals reflect light from a strong light source like the moon. Aided by extreme cold, light pillars appear when light bounces off the surface of flat ice crystals floating relatively close to the ground.

Light Pillars Climb to the Stars, Touch the Holy Yard

Feel my hand. God understands. We stand like the light pillars upon this world. We share our hearts to bring in the holy parts. Blessings to the arc, the circle of love that gifts all that has been told. We must scold, to take care of our brethren who need us true. Who else will care if we do not take part of "should". We must be our Brothers keeper and our Mother's daughter. Let all that is part of this light shine away all that is plight for another day to share, to dare, to compare the breathtaking aware.

Standing at the edge of destiny, you beam with me. Rocks of shining catastrophes, take my hand and we will shine it through, with gifts of diamonds and bands that touch the stars and make amends. We climb to touch your hands, to be near your yard, the holy place in which you gifted to us eternal life, the place we relieve our plights.

Heaven on Earth pillars of the stars that stir our minds into the dishevel and make mettle. We think we know all the secrets, because we feel it all show. Yet if we trust God's hands, heavenly bands, then we understand magnificence comes with a chiming plan. And we reach into our hearts, to trust this stance, the music that lives inside the lands, the seas, the hills and valleys, the stars that guide us from the cosmos and the trails of all that we did wail. We curtail and understand, we are part of a greater plan. We are man, part of the whole dreaming fields, together we yield.

Where the colors hold me near and we wanted to gift a cheer, the strolling lights climbed above to help our eyes, look up and catch up. We share this place to make haste. Our prayers can touch the stars. We stare at this holy yard. Heaven and all her glory, she shares a story. He awaits to make haste, come my little children HE says, there is much to be read. Look at the holy in your heart, where you make a mark. We listen to the beating drum within you, the song that sings and tells a story for all to bring, the culmination of light pillars that touch the stars and move from these yards, from afar, to near and we gift cheer.

Hands over all battle cries, we wanted to shine. We wanted to wail to make sail. There we sounded the horn, look we are born. There is a place where heaven shines upon our face and if you look at this shining heavenly, then we can grow to be chiming. Look at the pillars of light and make us a good sight. We wanted to shine it true, just look at you. Look at you. Greatness upon this world. Look at you. Greatness that is you. Listen with your heart and all the pillars will grow to touch the stars. And you will become this heavenly yard. Become the holy bands in which we share the land of the cosmos. We believe and set forth to seed. We are the miracles God gifted in the breeze.

Witness the salvation of our kiss, the tender hearted and all that shoveled into the yard. We wanted steam and there the dew did fly, because of the cosmos sky. The stones that fell down to touch the sound and the lights that swelled. We wanted to shine it true for all to be the good knews. Look at the witnessing, the testimony, the willing hearts, who bowed with reverence at this dance, where ice crystals showed us our place among the giants of the lands. We did stand. Let us be aware, God gifted this arena for us to grow and make this grand show. We bow in the light, the pillars of our heart.

Love is the place where we gift this grand chase. And we shine it true just for you. We wanted to share our joy instead of being annoyed. We wanted to shine it true, for the magic we entailed in this magnificent view. Love did rule, the pillars of light showed us our cries, the sacred lights, the colors that painted the sky. We were aware, to share, to snare. Let love find a place among men, to become giants again, where pillars of stone, come to become the diamonds shown, the ice particles, the cosmos of dust, the reign of heaven. We will eliminate the sin. We will rise up. We will pray over those who are dead. We will take hold of this place. We will share with others what is read. We will show that glory of heaven has been told.

White Buffalo Calf Woman sings in the wings, where love breathes. And if all the stories are true, then I stand next to you, where we are the pillars of light, the cosmic dust, the particles that rest, to rise up our eyes, to shine among the stars of heaven and bring this holy place to earth, where we share a girth. True blue, the seas we envision, share the stories of reason. And when we lose our way, let us remember to bow and pray. Our light will touch the stars once more. Our eyes will have vision and our dreams will become the sacred path. Love will blast. Taking a bath (baptismal towers).

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