Success

To only achieve one’s aim is surely A deficient definition Success is a simple word With unplumbed depths It raises unanswered questions Of what and why and how Is this a noble quest at all? Why fret about success? I’m left wandering in the wilderness Wondering about motive Maybe if I allow love to lead And tread this preferred path Then questions about success Will best be answered By the those Who need not ask

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Beata Agustin

Date: 3/9/2025 6:27:00 AM

Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Have a blessed day.