To Teacher

While walking on dusty land

Failed to see my way home,

You cleared the path for me

Until all the dust is gone.

When my soul was too brittle,

To be lost enough in my tears;

You became the polestar for me,

Until I made my own dares.

When I was a mourning bud

Afraid to show my own petals;

You brought spring to my life

Nourishing me to the fullest

To make me out of my Shell

I wonder the way you teach me;

I wonder, how you know all;

You are none but my best teacher,

The fairest, fairest of all.