Songs for the Ghost Dance

Tap tap tap, just listen to that!  It is little feet at play, bringing in the sacred rays.  The little ghost that has hidden for so long, call her out my love, let her sing her new song.  Bring in the joy, bring in the games, bring in the fire that cleans up all the shame.  It has been so many years, we have forgotten in all our tears, that this is for what we have always longed, that this sacred soul is to whom we do belong.  God help us to tap tap tap, let us all know just how to place our feet, bring us round again and we shall all be holy and pure, love unending without sorrow or defeat/deceit.

   

Blessings and hugs to my favorite ones, the children who are awakening to their own sacred suns.  I send my love to each little heart, glory to the highest is the way we are to start.  The day is bright, the moon is new, sending round the darkness to heal the hurts of you.  It is time to see our transfiguration,

 it is time to see our glow, it is time we thank our Creator for all our heavenly dole.  Blessings in the breeze, it fills my heart with ease, looking out into the radiance of all, I do send my glory to be the child so sweetly small (bow).  I do bless your sacred house this day, that place where your soul hides within all the play.  I do bless your little face, I bless that we might all be grace.  I do bless the humble and the tall, I bless the winds that make us climb and the waves that make us fall.  I love to send my heart, it makes me feel so grand, to bless each little bit, the glory of all the land.  Blessings my little ones, bring out your heart (beat) and let's all have some fun.  Be your richness, the jewel that shines so bright, be the diamond in the rough, the way to heaven is in sight.

Let me show you how it's done, just roll up your arms and dive on in, with open arms and a warm smile, you will be okay in awhile. I am Grandmother Comfort in the Wind and I am here to share our souls again. Once we walked and shared our heart. Now it's time for us to begin this walk and impart. Share your story with the heaven sent. Share your heart where ever you went. Share with the world, prophecy has arrived. It's time for us to say good night. Dream and think of me holding you when you need, for I will rock you to bed to sleep. Dream of far off distant shores, where all will be relatives more/moor (watered grass, welcome to a new home, heaven and earth we do roam).