Texture of Success

The path of success is colored with overwhelming loneliness,

It is the diligence that keeps many going,

Different directions each defined and definite,

Just like the branches of a tree

 

I like to think it is not the total,

Of all harnessed dreams,

Or the illusions and fantasies finally beckoning,

But the many paces taken towards the ultimate direction

 

Success is the aptitude to recover,

From the heavy stench of frustration,

That was overwhelming and almost suffocating,

And rise with sweet melodies and rhythms of new hope

 

Success is causing little but visible sparks,

Of light brighter than the balmy sunshine,

In a dark world with virtually no prospects,

Shining the light that wakes inner strength and confidence

 

Success is the inner feeling of peace,

That rides one to dazzling heights,

It is bathing in own spotlight,

Standing tall and proud like the oak tree