* He stands as a giant
* Tall and powerful
* Though humbled and meek as a lamb
* Roars like a lion.
* To him the truth is as clear as the noon day sun
* The pearls of knowledge all seek, he possesses
* Calling for the striving of wisdom ever growing.
* The critics try what they may
* Instill doubt in the masses
* Keeping the sleeping giants asleep.
* Though one has his blood spilled
* Ten are given life
* The mystery of this
* Once you believe.
* A new race of humanity
* Like the plant to the animal
* The others can never comprehend.
* The worlds that are there
* Beyond your vision
* The believer can see.
* All you have to do is believe.
By Jonathan Tranter
September 30th, 1999
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I heard this poem many years ago, and it stuck in my head. When the topic of success comes up, I will often quote it. The reaction I get from most is rather emotional. It touches on a truth that is often buried and ignored. Perhaps because so many realize in these words that they themselves have been failures, or they have had their priorities all wrong. Either way, I consider this poem to be the standard by which I judge my own success. I don’t know who wrote it, so I cannot say where it came from.
You can use most any measure when speaking of success
You can measure in a fancy home, expensive car, or dress
But the real success in life that matters is one you cannot spend
It’s the way your child describes you when talking to a friend.
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I walk by you
You smile at me
I like that look in your eye
Chances are I could say hello
Chances are I could walk on by
Chances are you think the same
Could it be destiny
Or a thing called fate
It is in my hands either way
This thing called chance
Comes once when it comes
Only action could tell
Nice to meet you
Your glad we did
Fate taken in hand
Life is more beauitful.
By Jonathan Tranter
August 31st, 1999
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