From One Of Woman-Born Poem by Daniel Brick
From One Of Woman-Born
You won't find me puffed-up
with a false glory,
like a simple flag pretending
to be a banner of glory,
or a worthless currency slipping
unnoticed through transactions.
Eventually falseness must confront
the truth behind the screen of things.
It's an ancient reality, already
exposed by ancient writers. Herodotus
witnessed the the glory of Croesus,
the King of Lydia, collapse before
the new glory of Cyrus the Persian.
And the world's richest man became
its poorest, except in the bitter
wisdom he purchased through his fall.
I have learned from such lessons.
I will bury my wayward will
in the commonest of fates, and
declare myself simply one of
woman-born. That simplest truth
will conceal me in the mass of
humanity. I will not claim to be
an exceptional figure for others
to cite as evidence of conquest
or wisdom. I exist within the huge
circle of humanity, often bewildered,
rarely gifted with special grace
by fate, simply one of woman-born,
to live, to thrive as best I can,
devoted to the ones I love,
whose love is poured over me like fine oil.
There is no reason for one to feel puffed up with self pride! After all we are all ordinary human beings with enough and more short comings! A realization of one's limitations itself is a great step towards betterment! With all limitations, one can still strive to be as best as one can! That's each one's mission in life and if one tries earnestly to fulfill this mission, the world and humanity will be blessed! No superhuman feat is expected of us! I have really enjoyed this beautiful poem of a realistic perception of life!
I exist within the huge circle of humanity, often bewildered, - - - simply one of woman-born, to live, to thrive as best I can, devoted to the ones I love, whose love is poured over me like fine oil.- - - - - - - -That is a beautiful proclamation of freedom from egotism. Daniel, you never fail to please your readers with your song... your poetry, your message, your thoughts strung like pearls throughout a time of musing about life in general and your life and my life in particular. Exceptional, as always. {I can say these things because I know your head won't get swelled up and float high above the earth! }. Thank you for sharing your musing- as always you set me to musing as well.
You're right, Susan, I have a healthy understanding of humility, which is really a reassuring and calming virtue. And when you belong to a community like ours at Poemhunter there is a group pride you feel instead of the egotist's solitary, isolating pride. That'd a genuine pride because it is diffused though our community.Thanks for bringing up this issue.
I have learned such lessons! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Yes, Edward, I have no doubt many of us who write poetry sincerely and humbly, our eyes focused on what is good and lasting, have acquired this virtue of tolerance. But how do we reach those who who haven't lear ned? bur see only themselves as right?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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There is a strong message in here, Daniel. Arrogance and richness themselves cannot make a man happy)
That's exactly what I wanted to convey Galina. It derived from the St, Petersburg attack and my helpless dismay that terrorists can be so certain of their goals for the world they will wantonly kill and terrify until they achieve (what?) their heaven on earth. Sic,