My limit is not that cloudy blue sky,
But beyond, beyond it, I’ve got to fly,
My aim’s high, dreams tall, firm will,
Leaving to resign, but learning to win,
I’ll go on and on, till I reach the destination,
Though failures may come, with any iteration.
Victory will kiss, while failure will slumber,
‘Cause I’m sure, I will be finally the conqueror.
Since I trust in God and His abiding grace,
The firm will can you, not note on my face?
With His grace we achieve, the great aims,
The lazy won’t do it, though play any games.
Kick the laze, hard work you embrace,
Believing in self and trust in His grace.
And set to fly, high beyond that vast sky,
He’ll be delighted to see you, soar so high.
Aim high and fly high, you’re made for that,
You’ve been given, the power to achieve that
-B. Johnson Maria
