PORTRAIT OF SUCCESSBy: Darrelyn L. Tutt
The portrait of a man’s success:Distinguished as a noble guest,Replete in certain form, attire,Familiar with the word “acquire.”
The hat is tipped, the common bow,And all discern the noble brow;The able man of wealth and pride,Who blinds the weak and starry-eyed.
His name is known upon the street,Yet few are those he cares to greet;And thus, we see, the inward shell,Is quite an empty place to dwell.
I looked and did behold, again,A pauper midst the common men;A heart of kindness, good and true,Extended hand to more than few.
The providence of God had been,Securely anchored deep within;He gave to give … without respect,And not a thing did he collect.
I marveled as I did compare,The different men with different stare;And saw the one so amply dressed,Was not the measure of success.
The humble heart so true composed,The works so outwardly exposed;Reveal a certain truth of old,Success is not attained by gold.
This revelation stark and true,Should cause the heart to think anew;What is "my" measure of success,And how do I define it best?-------"Wilt thou set thine eyes upon that which is not? For riches certainly make themselves wings; they fly away as an eagle toward heaven."Proverbs 23:5