What is Success, if it is but an event?
I want a life of riches,
forged through hard graft.
I want dents, mistakes and getting lost -
I want to cry
I want to laugh -
I know I will always be able to smile.
Inside,
outside,
with my eyes, with my heart.
I don't want an event.
To happen, to end.
I want life. Rolling, bouncing,
swirling around. Continents and faces
with no real final destination other than
Life