THE RADIANT
Or the love that fires me through,
Or the hope that lifts my eyes
Higher than the present skies,
Toward the goal I struggle to.
Or the hope that lifts my eyes
Higher than the present skies,
Toward the goal I struggle to.
When this spirit makes its way
Scatteringly further still,
It shall bear the deathless will
That I build—and bear—today!
Scatteringly further still,
It shall bear the deathless will
That I build—and bear—today!
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