Teacher

Kissing the still lagoon by your sunlight,
And gives its sparkling eyes into my view;
As your prominence dawns the weary night-
Chance for wakening is given anew.
From leaves that were condemned from your absence,
Could almost lost their very reason;
So for once more, give their brightest essence,
To be the source all throughout the season.
Come let the blossoming forth to blossom-
To be radiant to as with inclusion;
Should withhold not your esthetic wisdom,
To enrich every imagination.
It must not be a destination then,
But rather a journey for our young men!