Elevation
There are highways in the soul,
Heights like pyramids that rise
Far beyond earth-veilèd eyes,
Sweeping through the barless skies
O’er the line where daylight dies—
There are highways in the soul!
Elevation
There are highways in the soul,
Heights like pyramids that rise
Far beyond earth-veilèd eyes,
Sweeping through the barless skies
O’er the line where daylight dies—
There are highways in the soul!