Parading

Sun makes the day new.

Birds are singing the sky into place.
Tiny green plants emerge from earth.
Tiny green plants emerge from earth.
Birds are singing the sky into place.
Birds are singing the sky into place.
There is nowhere else I want to be but here. —Joy Harjo
There is nowhere else I want to be but here.
—Joy Harjo

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