In the golden glow of success, I stand,
A victor crowned in life's grand strand.
Yet amidst the accolades, the praise,
I find true joy in simpler ways.

For success, though sweet, can oftentimes,
Mask the whispers of unspoken rhymes.
In the rush for more, for higher peaks,
The heart's contentment sometimes seeks.

But in the quiet moments, soft and still,
I find the essence of life's thrill.
In laughter shared with cherished friends,
In nature's beauty that never ends.

Success, a journey, not a race,
In happiness, it finds its grace.
For wealth and fame may come and go,
But true joy in the heart does grow.

So let success be measured not in gold,
But in the stories of lives we've told.
In kindness given, in love we share,
In moments cherished, beyond compare.

For in the balance of success and glee,
Lies the secret to living free.
To find success, yet still be glad,
Is to live a life truly grand.