The Success Path Poem by walter ukhurebor

Success is not a fleeting star,
Nor wealth amassed or a shining car.
It's the grit to rise when the world says no,
A steady climb where few dare go.

It starts with dreams, bold and clear,
A vision that whispers, 'Persevere.'
Through winding roads and skies of grey,
It grows with effort, day by day.

It's the courage to fail and try again,
The faith to lose and still remain.
For each misstep is wisdom's seed,
A lesson learned to fuel your creed.

It's found in hearts that dare to strive,
In burning passions kept alive.
In quiet nights and toil unseen,
In the will to craft what others deem.

Success is kindness, lifting the weak,
It's strength in moments you feel meek.
It's not a race, but a journey true,
A gift you give the best in you.

So walk the path with head held high,
Through storms that rage and trials that lie.
For success, my friend, is more than gold,
It's the story of a soul made bold.