“Pride goeth before destruction, and an haughty spirit before a fall.” — Proverbs 16:18
I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”
Source: Shelley’s Poetry and Prose (1977)
A tale accounted to me years ago by my father. A story that then meant little to me at the peak of my adolescence. As I approach my 23rd earth day, I revisit this tale from pastime and muse over the life and identity of Sir Ozymandias.
It is obvious He was a notorious ruler, the type of guy that would draw a crowd of servants to their knees. His name had become so famous that eventually it reached beyond his Kingdom to distant territory. Curious, someone wandered out to discover exactly whom this tyrant leader was. Upon the voyager’s arrival to what he believed would be an immaculate kingdom, he stumbled upon a barren land where lied the remains of a statue paying homage to the untouchable tycoon. Of the years He held in power, there was no substantial evidence of His existence besides a few words about a ruthless ruler. Surely, Ozymandias once had the World at His finger-tips, and now had been engulfed by the very Earth He once stoop high upon.
Moral of the story: What good will it be for a man if he gains the whole world, yet forfeits his soul?
The legacy you leave behind is priceless, greater than all the possessions of the world. The value of your works today develop into the dynasty you leave behind tomorrow. Every word of kindness, noble deed, and favor done without any expectation of compensation equates to wealth that can live beyond your lifetime.
Don’t allow my words to be misleading, there is nothing wrong with working towards financial gain, but realizing that the real profit of your works is the intent of your heart provides a common worth more than silver & gold.
Thankful for my youth and wisdom
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