What is noble?
What is noble? To inherit wealth? Having an estate? Possessing a high degree? What is truly noble? Let’s have a few thoughts with a noble poem.
We find nobility in acts done for social welfare. We may find nobility in donating food, shelter, and clothes to the poor. We may find it in rescuing the needy from calamity. We may find it in helping others. Any act done out of kindness and mercy, we call it noble. But we may get fame out of it. Our ego may get boosted in giving. Only a man himself and God can observe the purpose of the act.
Surely the kind act is noble. But true nobility has higher merit. In this little poem, the poet says that it’s something greater far must enter into life’s majestic span. True nobility resides within the finer portion of the mind and heart that is linked with divinity.
It’s in the upliftment of a man. When we feel oneness with others. When we feel divinity in relationship with others. When we feel the divine brotherhood that brings nobility in life. So any act done out of divinity is noble.
There is dignity in labor. When we do work with devotion, it’s truly noble. It’s far better than showoff wealth.
If we think deeply, the root cause of all problems is the human mind. When we seek the development of society, the human mind must be nurtured first. He who seeks improvement of mind and aiding the world by aiding the mind is truly noble. Nobility starts with the purity of thoughts and actions. Great awakening poem for self-introspection and self-improvement.
It’s noble poem:
WHAT is noble? to inherit
Wealth, estate, and proud degree?
There must be some other merit,
Higher yet than these for me.
Something greater far must enter
Into life’s majestic span;
Fitted to create and centre
True nobility in man!
What is noble? ’tis the finer
Portion of our mind and heart:
Linked to something still diviner
Than mere language can impart;
Ever prompting—ever seeing
Some improvement yet to plan;
To uplift our fellow-being—
And like man to feel for man!
What is noble? is the sabre
Nobler than the humble spade?
There’s a dignity in labour
Truer than e’er Pomp arrayed!
He who seeks the mind’s improvement
Aids the world—in aiding mind!
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