Higher Is Your Prospect
Look up to the mountain so high
according to your eyes, it's very far
it seems way out of your reach
so many miles away from being a star
Realise there is a calling upon us
this calling has a divine hand
one that power's not human
but is eternal forever to stand
Rise, rise and rise so he cries
there comes a time to rise on high
then our eyes see above the clouds
even the moon and stars look so nigh
Our statures will touch the skies
when we stay close to form
irresistible is our call to rise
then we'll resist the storm
Higher is your prospect
to rise from earth's drain
the prize is ever up there
so leave behind the last pain
(Quote
'We never know how high we are till we are called to rise, then if we are true to form our statures touch the skies'
- Emily Dickinson )
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