Elder Crystal Person, your Twin Deer Mother Cries
Hate kills time, because it's so blind. War is the separation of man, who has been so blind. Shame is the death of those, who think God is whims (not realizing perfection). And will of man, goes down the drain again (thinking they know better, than God, the Oneness, where law is love).
What does love do, but trust everything. And how does one fill up, when they don't trust the wind (the spirit flies in the wind)? And where do you think that love will grow in you, when you put shame on everything you do?
How can the willing, be so very cure (think they have all the answers, alone, without others and dry up)? How? When love, always wins the game for sure. And what makes the willing to be put down to earth? The greatest life, is always filled with strife.
Now, we are here, to be with God again, but we need those, who are willing to live and swim (the blessed heartbeat, where our hearts swim in our emotions). And if you think, that hope is dead in you, then what can love, do, but slain, the slough (slow moving) in you. How, will death, find the raising of a sun? (Death must seek, not find, for it's all about the journey. Death, brings new birth, not raises a child. A child needs parents, and they must be already the risen sun.) And who will lift us up, to win again? And what makes you feel, the death, will long away (somewhere else), if you don't live in what you do and say...
Glory be, to those, who trust in the wind. And finance of longing (thinking money will solve your problems), will blow in the dust again. And we are on the path of glory and sin, but heaven, will open up and swallow us again. The red (flesh) and blue (soul), will cross the great divide, and manage, our heart break, with a sweep of pride, and all we need do, is bless in all you do, with fire and water. It's the place, we love you.
Can't you see, but you think you know the breeze (spirit), but butterflies fly (vision of the soul in the darkness, heaven), when only you breath (the light of the flesh, earth). The heart, always bellows, to sea (vision in the darkness) the heart of blue (the soul of you and me, relatives), and when we suffer, we think, I love you.
We need lots of caring, to survive, like water and thunder, who come to collide, the heart of Rainbows, they always feel alive, because it's the birth, of a new open sky (one roof).
You want brotherhood, start to care for you! And you want love, then make a heart that is true. And when all fails, then pick yourself up again, then look out windows (get a perfect view), where paradise lives in you.
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