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And the good earth shook the day that Jesus was reborn
In Anchorage, March the 27th, 1964
When He came back this time though it was as a baby girl
Her parents said Her mission was the same, to save the world

God looked down and said, oh the times they are a changing
I will send My only daughter as soon as I complete the staging
All the land shook and rolled and split, there was no warning
Except Gabriel had told the mom She'd arrive Good Friday morning

And so it came to pass that Her parents named Her Zuly
A bright and happy child, also willful and unruly
The birds would come and visit Her, they wished they could take Her with them
When they left their roosts for winter, She would always miss them

Zuly won a scholarship though the classes mostly bored Her
She loved the other students though and the teachers all adored Her
We learned more from Her, they said than we could ever teach Her
But there were times when we just could not reach Her

She said we are here to love each other that is all
And organized religion that's comparatively small
Not that I don't love all those so-called holy ones
But why are there so few daughters among the leaders with My sons?

Now She runs a charter boat on Resurrection Bay
She takes tourists to see the wild creatures every summers day
In fall She teaches bush kids at the boarding school in Sitka
On those long december nights She is the light of winter