Tribute To A Teacher

#thankyouteacher

If I held up moments to the light

Squint my eyes and 

study them like diamonds sparkling bright

Sharp enough to cut glass in a swift and sublime swipe

I would see the depths of distant worlds

Through your guiding mystic eyes. 

The brightness that glows in the darkest hours 

Moonless nights of excess reality that

Refuse to reflect on the mirrors 

held up by the ravenous world, 

Your guiding trail flashes through hell

The moments turn to diamonds bright. 

Glinting diamond cuts the glass panes

 in a majestic touch-

Shards then capture different shades of

Life and journeys novel, alien.

Moments I scan and turn them with such care

Every speck of hopes and primal fear

Diamonds that ought to shine but

 darkens like the death

Sparkling darkness invades, questions

Tries the pluvial faith. 

Teacher, you show the radiance new

Of dark and intense

Frozen dew

The rise of the demolished phoenix 

In darkest hours

Of death, defeats, and loss and pain.