White Buffalo Calf Woman sings: Calling All Nations, Returning to the Four Ages

[White Buffalo Calf Woman, your Twin Deer Mother]

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Calling All Nations, Returning to the Four Ages
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​(Image) "All Nations, All Faiths, One Prayer is respecting each others’ traditions, culture and religions", said Holiness Arvol Looking Horse

Calling All Nations, Returning to the Four Ages

Where I fly in the sky today. I can hear the sacred living waves. There I stand to touch the other side. I will make it all cry. All my tears will flow on down. Plant a garden making sounds. We of many nations fool around, while the hatred makes a pound. How can we cry without eagle eye's? How can we become, when we do not hear the holy drum? We must listen with our hearts today, then we will climb. Tall to touch the sky, there the holy white stars appear. Thank you Grandfather for all you dew, making us humble to this view. We are looking to get to the other side, will you, will you, please will you shine your star.

Holy eagle come to life once more. I can sea the buffalo horn. There the animals cry and the green grass lies upon our feet once more. I tell you true my darling loving is the way, a holy pure unsufferable, waving light of praise. We will shine forth this day to bring in a holy sacred way. We will share my heart once more, the holy eagle adores.

Running Eagle Shooting Star on the buffalo roam. You can hear the drum beat near, let us gift in cheer. There the drum is calling out for you. I tell you true blue. I tell you true blue. There is nothing nothing in the halls, we can not overcome. House of Judah is LOVE.

Feel feel feel the beat.

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You humming........................................................... like a bird.

Spread your wings and fly. Spead your heart and cry. Tell the world you care. Tell the angels you are near. Waking up to the distance my hands will show us true blue, the white tales are coming, all the animals knew, that we we are coming home to stars flying through............................................. and the course in time. Let us bind to each other. Let us build a wall, that we can cleave too. And we will set our prayers, right there our prayers will hear us calling to the great. The place where you set your plate. All the children in the looking glass, we will show them how to last. Yes a dream is calling you. A dreaming is falling through. How can we find our way.............................................. if we do not call in the distance.

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Time is near.

Gifting cheer.

Look at all that is deer, flying in the sky, Holiness David calling you. Running Eagle Shooting Star. Make a wish for us to fall. Show us how to live this world, with all the white animals appear. Will you hold the hands of the angels coming? Will you hold the dance in the streams of God? Will you tell the children we are going home? I hear your drum beat. I hear your cry. Love will delight.

Come listen to the soul. We wake up, let us be bold this day. Come shake your drum near me. I will catch that breeze. Tell me true and blue, my heart knows this too. You are like the holy place, where garden of stars bloom through. And the angels sing today to hear your animals play. You can tell them all, it is time to ray. Illuminate your love four directions of the ages. And I will shine for you, like a star coming true, where Grandfather knew. All fall down now. Come and feel the ground pound. That is where I cry. And if you did understand this gift, you would want to cry, like angels that fly.

We are going home today. Listen to the rhythm of our waves. And this place we go round and round, just to find this holy ground. We are part of this Nation of all the animals that cry. Shooting Star like my David, the crystalline being in your eyes. I say to you once more. We are like the diamonds in the sky. Pearls of many colors tell us cries. We are born to show that man can sea, part of this wonder for all to believe. We will cry once more like dreaming fields. We will fly once more to make it all real. We cry as we fumble through our lives, just to be near you. Just to heel this true, that place where diamonds were RELATIVES again.

Healing all of our neighborhoods. That is the place we find saviors. WE will begotten of men. We will be gotten to begin. And the land will cry it's many colors. And the Nations will cry once more. We will want to believe in the waving of the fields where the green grass winds. We will stand with the house of Judah. We will stand for all to know. We will stand for the River of ONENESS where pure of heart is the glare. One more dance in the sky. One more place I play my eyes. And we laugh to say, there has to be a better way. All my children we cry, we cry, the great circle knows what you say. We share all of this for a day, a dawning of our waves, just to fly with you. Tell the children we are going home, to the many stars that are born. The many nations hear our cry. The many nations a river of the wise. Let us be born to this tune. Let us be born to the mighty womb. Where this earth cries out in pain, let us heal again, by your side we will walk by your side. We will walk by your side a holy people in a tribe.


White Buffalo Calf Woman sings for you. The shadows and all we are saying is coming true. The white stars, inside of you, shining brightly, the many colors of the white buffalo, a prayer cloth for you and all to know, the beating of the Shooting Star, the drum beat hears it all. And if you wanted to dream with me. Then pick up your hand for God. And if you wanted to drum with me. Tell the world we fought for this yard. We are making it pure and mighty. We are pulling this round about, the circle of love and the chiming of the cries of men.

Shooting Star, Father Red Hand, thank you for beating our drum beat today. Tell a story in the hands of the glory to show we wanted a band, where miracles turned to diamonds, brightly candles and lumins (candle light measurement). We will be shining with you, just like friends. And when others do not hear this drumbeat, then we will cast our prayers. They will dance and sing upon our green grass, where we born the seeds of love once more. Show us true blue. Show us true blue. Show us true blue, Grandfather a star like you. Show us true blue. Show us true blue. Show us true blue, a star shining like you, in the darkness you guide us home today. Thank you for shining this day in the darkness, you shine your star to guide the way. We will be born of daughters, who will gift to us men who fly. Cry as a mighty nation, we will be singing lullabies. Tell a story come beat it true blue. Tell a story gift it in your heart too. Tell a story where you have been and all will be forgiven, just like growing up as men. Brotherhood is calling you again. Love is the witness it will shine. I tell you more cry, loving this holy sky, people who are mighty healing for you, heeling for you. WE did follow those stars ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

 the white animals too. We love you.

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