Respeta a tu Dios v2.mp3

This song lives in the space where intuition moves faster than thought.

Mary doesn’t receive instructions.
Jonas doesn’t need confirmation.
Neither of them makes a decision.

They are led.

This moment marks the first time we see the Watchers at work not as voices or visions, but as alignment  a shared knowing that arrives without explanation. A truth that doesn’t ask permission.

The wind doesn’t announce itself.
It simply carries them.

Different roads.
Same arrival.

This song is about the quiet intelligence of the universe the way home sometimes finds us before we know we’re looking.

I woke before the morning light
With something stirring deep in me
Not a thought I could put to words
Just a truth that wouldn’t let me be
Had I dreamed? I can’t be sure
But something inside me was stirring
The wind didn’t speak 
It swept me up
And I was already on my way home

Not a voice, not a sound
Just a truth that took its hold

The wind whispered he’s home
Like it always knew the way
No directions, no reason
Just a pull that carried me
So I stepped into the morning
Let my feet follow the truth I’d known
The wind whispered he’s home

I was drifting toward the edge of sleep
When the dark began to glow
Little sparks like distant stars
Formed a face I used to know
Didn’t see him clear at first
Just a shape inside the light
Then the vision faded softly
And the wind went still that night

We didn’t plan it
Didn’t speak
Didn’t wonder why our hearts leapt free
Some truths move faster than words can roam
They just arrive like home.

The wind whispered he’s home
And the morning light opened wide
Different roads, same arrival
Same quiet on the inside
No surprise when we both stood there
Like we’d always known
The wind whispered he’s home

Not summoned
Not sent
Just gently, led

The Wind Whispered He's Home

Oh Napoléon, dans ce moment suspendu, elle le voit
L'éclat de son regard, un appel, une voix
Les papillons s’envolent dans son ciel intérieur
Mais les mots restent prisonniers, dans la beauté de l’heure


내 맘 속에 있는 음악은 Thou, Lord, to death's domain

Shulammite Son

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