Parading

I am a feather on the bright sky

I am the fish that rolls, shining, in the water
I am the blue horse that runs in the plain
I am the blue horse that runs in the plain
I am the fish that rolls, shining, in the water
I am the fish that rolls, shining, in the water
I am the shadow that follows a child
I am the shadow that follows a child
I am the evening light, the lustre of meadows —N. Scott Momaday
I am the evening light, the lustre of meadows
—N. Scott Momaday

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