Ever So-High
Ever So-High, I reach the Sky
above the Lesser Creeds, I Vanquish the Nights
where there is no Hope, I grasp the Emerald Stone Aloft
High Abode the Greater Realms of Thought,
where the Angels Fly, Into No Mans Land
and the Spirit gives Rise and Illumines the Creation Of Gods Hand
I AM, I AM SO HIGH
Conquering Fetters that dims the Light,
filling the Divine tincture with Great Ideals
to Resurrect and Transcend the Earthly Deeds,
to Plant Forth and Transform the Noble Seeds
and give Birth to the Garland of Greater Faculties,
Wings Wide, I Soar with the Eagles Mind
So High Abode, beyond the Hands Of Time
Sailing the Seas of the Great Frontier
I catch the Riptide, Into the Heavenly Realm
Copyright © Aram Sarian | Year Posted 2025
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