The Gift of Dreams...
A tortured soul of Her varied remorse's.
The World has not change or set New Courses.
The Bombing of Children from Their beds.
She feels this from Deep With-in Her Beautiful Head.
A place that dances with Butterflies,Angels,and things.
Where every Person counts and the joy She does bring...
For Her Life is Precious,Very good and God sent indeed.
Some call Her A Holy Roller;a seer of sights WE need.
The Earth's Axial Being Destroyed By weather and Wars.
The scrapping of Children from Earth;rocks fallen in floors.
The reality of Her Life is good,peaceful,and whole ....
A precious child risen as legends grow wise,gifted,and old.
She screams in Merci seeing devastation Bleed and told...
She has a respect for Kings,the joys,and Loves in Life.
A Capricorn child born;A Proud Mom,Auntie,Sis,and Wife...
Older A determined Astonishing truthful Blackfeet of sorts.
A grandmother that Loves as looks right at Your court...
Never judging a soul for She feels this is God's rightful job.
Still She sees lies;Beggars,Homeless,and Pimps that rob...
Steal not the love of Hearts for gifts of Dreams are given.
The 5th Dimension of Dreams;Hope,and Faith God is liven.
Risen by God.She sits on the Mushroom;an innocent child.
She dies One Day as Some miss Her Dreams and Her style.
She cries;She sees many Fallen Soldiers fight for Freedom.
Near Dear Experiences;of Two,Near the Lights Kingdom.
The Tunnel of delight;Backwards a blind time in this life.
Floating Forward By a Guided Turn;Awakening not snide...
The Spirit World of Messages;From Indian Ancestry:
GO BACK,GO BACK....
It is not Your time....
True Belief in God;The Blackfoot Grandmother Smile's!
Its Not Your Time;The Children Are Going to Need You...
Go Back,Go Back...
Your life is going to be very,very,painful,Go Back,Go back.
Awakened By The scream of My Daughter that was born.
Two Years Time Born A Son with pride.,is slightly scorn.
The Message So Taken By The Children she received.
Hippocrates would remark, scream desease and deceive.
They would call Her Disable,psychotic names of pains.
She would Fall Deep as They schemed in degradation...
The Belief of Science would fall some in separation...
As this Leader of Dreams may pass Us By: She descends.
For Friend or foe are lost in forgiveness and amends.
In Heaven Everlasting Dimension's of Serenity lives too:
Where Peace,Salvation,and Comfort are OURS to mend.
Many will gather in tyranny to tear Her wall of gifts Down.
None Believers,Jokers and Class Act righteous Clowns...
The Child,Now a Woman of THE TRIBES;Scorched by bad.
Still sees the Good Will of Mankind not changing very sad...
The Blackfoot Lady that share Her Art and Poetry of God.
Sighted By Some;They balk and snob in jealous Nods.
Others will Love Her calling for Her Sisters and Brothers.
Friendships are Her humblest Joys of Respecting Others.
Work Inspired By CHURV-Self-My private Treasure...
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