The moment you were born,                                                                                         

God daid,  

“when growing up,                                                                                               

 don’t forget to enlighten the Word                                                                                  

with your wisdom

Your luggage will be a heavy borden,

your mission,

a constant strugglenot to denyyour glory,

a lonely starin the dark threatening sky”.

A creator of visions,

you warn me against giving up hope.

You let me see

what lies in store

beyond this fragile minute

worth craving for.

A shower of peace,

you tell me to love fellow men always,

to bear them no grudge,

not to have recourse to fraud in dealings.

You are everything:

(Everything, I mean it!)

a paragon of virtuea beacon of safety

a friend in need

a most sought-after educator

Above all

You are a candle

that burns itself

to show me where to go.