Ozymandias

April rain 2014My son memorized this poem years ago when he was fairly young and he quotes pieces at moments when it’s meaning is really drawn to the front of our consciousness.  We can be so blinded by the grandeur of our positions that we sometimes forget some basic reality. Poetry helps our hearts see what is hidden right in front of us…

Ozymandias by

Percy Bysshe Shelley

I met a traveler 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.’ 

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