My Teachers are the towering trees br casting shadows, br cold n thick; br under which i feel br a comfort, pleasure, endless ease... br br I dive deep, br n daily dive br into the ocean br of their wisdom full of knowledge br which, by any manner of means, br stretches broad as skies br n deep like those seas... br br My Teachers are those perfect guides br who taught me how to love n live, br never to take br but always to give br n give, just give br n keep on giving... br n taught me that, 'for to be social br is to be forgiving.'... br br i feel honor, br deep pleasure br offering homage br to my great n worthy teachers, br to my honored second parents... br this is true, O God Almighty! br they purified n sustained br my raw n stubborn cruel self... br they are, O God! your gifted beings br they crafted my inner features...