In the resilient river of contentment She rowed her blue boat of bereavement As the trees on the banks hosted birds That knew how to sing a dirge While the frogs and crickets refrain Seemed to herald winters cold rain
And joining the tears on her face The rain harshly fell before grace As in front of her loomed her dead pride The one trait her mind could not hide The one fault that spelled disaster In the eyes of her chosen Master
The proud don't know how to be humble So it follows that they will stumble On their journey to celestial places They won't reach the one of many faces Who tried often to redeem their souls But pride had taken too strong a hold
Pride will only lead to pain in the long run when we so selfishly become "hung up" on things that are, in all actuality, not important. I'd much rather be humble with little than over-zealous with pride and lose what I have. This is why I never allow, through my being proud of my writing accomplishments, the realism to fall from the forefront. Keeping things in the proper perspective is the only way to live. Enjoy the successes, but do not dwell on them. Life happily, but not beyond one's means and if we all would stop and do this... the world would be a lot better.
Okay, off the high horse now. Thanks, Eileen, I needed a reason to ramble! Thought-provoking write, as always.
pride it definitely a detriment to anyone ... i read an article once that distinguished pride from "justifiable self-esteem" ... one must always evaluate the difference between the two and keep one's self-accurued impulses in perspective ... excellent write ...
Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)
Reviewed on December 18, 2005
Pride and it's consequences can take you to a bad place. The trick is to be prideful, but humble at the same time and not many of us cn handle that paradox. Good poem.
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on December 18, 2005
Too many prideful people for sure.
L0ok! I did that they say!
Your a wise soul Eileen!
Lurve ya!
" Pride goeth before a Stumble "...how very true Eileen
Lucifer was the arch exponent of this vice...and to date his example is followed by the masses
You teach wisdom and reverence to the Source of all Good in this splendid poem Eileen
Love
Peter
The Amish teach no pride, which has always seemed so harsh and strict to me, but they believe that happiness will come when they enter the Kingdom of Heaven and that in the meantime they must live their lives in reverence of only God. "Be ye not proud, lest you miss the wonder of God's blessings." Wonderful write, Eileen.
Take care,
Sherry
such a picture of pride you have painted in words, Eileen. I have been the woman rowing the blue boat, unable to accept in humility what redemption might have come through the hands of others I passed by in pride. and the rain fell before grace but I was blind and could not see that pride had robbed me of an earlier grace. this really spoke to me this Sunday morning, Dawn
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Carole...love and peace
Thanks for this offering!!
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Carmen
Okay, off the high horse now. Thanks, Eileen, I needed a reason to ramble! Thought-provoking write, as always.
Merry Christmas,
Jill
L0ok! I did that they say!
Your a wise soul Eileen!
Lurve ya!
Lucifer was the arch exponent of this vice...and to date his example is followed by the masses
You teach wisdom and reverence to the Source of all Good in this splendid poem Eileen
Love
Peter
Take care,
Sherry