When You Go
When you go, how many roses will you have grown?
How much kindness will you have shared?
How many people will be better off for having known you?
When you go, how much life will you have created?
How many souls will you have helped blossom?
Teacher whose heart grew mine,
whose respectful hand took me to the Heart of God,
thank you for filling my life with the sweet scent of the rose.
Enjoy the Light!