Life’s experiences afford much enlightenment,
Riches blended within early disappointments.
Character knocked into shape by being there,
Absorbing failures beset with usual anticipation.
Immune to any infrequent praiseworthy retorts,
Building upwards at a snail’s pace of progression.
No proud unravelling of a single graduating scroll.
Pathways of other opportunity, led some elsewhere,
Long and hard alternative options best suit other minds.
Mandatory ingredients are not required to bake a cake,
Rather, success is its acceptance and taste to the palate.
Flying high shakes the core of touching basic connections,
Losing touch with the ordinary, while blinded by blinkers.
One wishes to succeed without curtailing meaningfulness,
Fortune is best calculated by happiness and its earthiness.
©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 26/02/2014
Poets United Mid-Week Motif: ‘Success.’….