My Idea of Success

I'd like to be still.
Through thick and the others.
I'd like to be calm
Through peaks and the valleys.
I'd like to keep clear
In my mind and perception.
I'd like for my feet
To know the earth as its nation.

I want to walk softly
And mostly whisper-
No need for a shout
To slice through loud convictions.

I'd like all my action
To come out of quiet-
The unwavering kind
Some may have found.

I'd like to be still.
Today and tomorrow.
I'd like to be calm
In joy and sorrow.
I'd like to keep clear
Within all my cells.
I'd like to keep feet
On track to my idea of success.