Everyday we do share, because we are here with you. Bless the heart that always knows, the way into pure bliss. Bless your feet and bless your wings, and bless your sacred heart. Bless your going and bless within, the buffalo roams, but never are we apart. Let us flow to all the grows, like blossoms always know.
It's time to gain and win some "time" inside the dreams sublime. Paradise awaits the sacred truth, the folding of light and dark. And now I bless your sacred time, that space opens each door. May your wrapping cloth (sacred rainbow colors, your hide, the flesh, that the souls does reside) keep you warm, where the light from within does shine, the rising sun, is born within, to gain, and speak of tales in the wind.
sung by white buffalo calf woman "ptse san wi"
Listen to the Blessed Rainbow Colors of the Four Directions