Success Poem by LISY KURIAKOSE

Success

I am not a success in the eyes of the world
I don't have a big mansion,
I don't hold great position,
Nor being any award winner,
Nor my books sold in many numbers,
Or appeared my photo in magazine cover,
In spite of these, still I feel a success.

When my child hug me with love,
When my pet looks me with adoring eyes.
When I share a laugh with a poor worker,
When I extend a hand to the needy,
When my simple words touch the heart of any-
I feel it as a success

Amid the mishaps,
I Count the blessings of God,
The regularity of the seasons,
The reliability and rhythm of nature
The unfading glory of the stars,
The tremendous healing power of time
And the ever sustaining power of hope;
The bountiful hearts yearning for love
And the non perishing souls hunger for prayer;
The endless and diligent quest for truth
And the deepest struggle for justice
The non stopping urge to create,
And the valiant will to overcome.

Always count these on the array of success,
Apart from things to hold us on this uncertain world