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Our Upward Flight

I am not the brood of the dust and sod,
Nor a shutlled thread in the loom of fate;
But with the child Divine of the living God,
With eternity for my life's estate.
I am not a sport of a cosmic night,
Nor a thing of chance that has grown to man;
But a deathless soul on my upward flight,
And my Father's heir in His wondrous plan.
- Alva Romanes

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