A TEACHER'S PRAYER
Raw, delicate
and tender clay lumps you are,
To give you proper
shapes is our prime care.
Only putting
you on the mould will not suffice,
Which is like,
sine lighting, dreaming to boil rice !
Rough, twisted
and strange sawed wood logs you are,
Task is ours to
cut you proper, polish, and shapes prepare.
Only sawing you
inside the carpenter’s shed will not suffice,
Which is like
going on a pilgrimage sine casting off the vice!
Cute, innocent
and helpless saplings you are,
To rear you to
flourish and flower is duty solemn our.
Only planting
you sine affinity, responsibility and dedication
Is like willing
to win a marathon sine a drop of perspiration!
O that all the teachers had
prayed the above, and felt its essence
How luckier and brighter would
have been all the students!
*mould – pattern
* sine –
* suffice – be sufficient
* pilgrimage – a trip to holy places/shrines of gods
and goddesses
* casting off – giving up
* solemn – serious
* affinity – fellow feeling/closeness
* marathon – a long race
*perspiration - sweat
*essence - meaning/vitality
©Shankar D Mishra 30.06.2017
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