Boot+Kitty=Poetry in motion
"Pride should bow to humility."
Worthless advice, given free.
For, pride earned, from labor's task,
Allows belief that you don't lack
The gift to lift up your soul
Above selfdenial and control,
And bring yourself from darkest night,
Into the promise of daylight.
"Pride cometh soon before the fall."
A proverb familiar to us all.
But pride, earned, ignites the spark,
That drives us to deny the dark,
And reach out with extended hand,
To grasp hope, and perchance,
To lift another's heart to see,
That love bought with love is given free.
Pride is often laid to blame,
To hold us back from the flame,
That burns unslaked from deep within,
That illuminates where we've been,
Who we are, what we're giving,
Why we strive, how we're living,
Who we touch, and who we love,
And why we can never give enough.
When you've reached in and brought out,
Your given talent, despite your doubt,
And touched the world around you there,
Giving hope and love within your sphere,
You've sung the song you were meant to play,
Uniting in harmony all that God made.
In a world burning to be free of pain...
You are the fire; your pride its flame.
[This message has been edited by LngJhnAg (edited 07-30-99).]