I'm Still Rising To The Top

Angela Unique Raine

To the top, I rise, 

patiently waiting like an eagle in the sky. 

 

To the top, I rise, 

 

With no hesitation,

 

I'm rising to the top; I rise, 

Like pure water pouring from an hourglass.

 

To the top, I rise. Can you hear me stepping in place? 

 

To the top, I rise, 

can you see me coming gliding in praise? 

 

I'm rising to the top, 

 

I rise like the strong wind withering through the night. 

 

To the top, I rise most of all; love conquers all.

 

To the top, I rise, 

 

like the sunset's bright light blue sky. 

 

To the top, I rise eagerly. 

 

I'm rising to the top, 

 

I rise; I never stop expanding. 

 

To the top, I rise, 

 

I'm still rising 

 

To the top, I rise 

 

Like a bird in the wild flying freely,

 

I'm rising to the top, l rise, and my angel wings stand mid-floor high because I'm still rising to the top;

 

 

 

  • Author: Angela Unique Raine (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 25th, 2022 03:47
  • Category: Unclassified
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