Remembering my Teacher

Remembering my Teacher

You whispered into my ears, made for hearing your voice.
I recognized you immediately.
You gazed into my eyes, made for seeing your face.
I felt your light in my heart.
You poured into my mind, made for knowing you.
I surrendered to the fullness.
You reached into my past, made for meeting you.
I gave up all that came before.
You slipped into my life, made for holding you.
I opened up to the touch.
You slipped out of my life, made for holding you.

I learn to let go.

-Heather Promise

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