BELOVED TEACHER

I believe in the gold

In your eyes

I believe in the love

I see in your eyes

Because from deep inside

My own eyes

You looked at me

With the kindness of the Infinite

In that mirror on the wall

No longer see fear

No longer see anger

No longer see my dear father’s face

Nor my mother’s instead of my own

In that mirror on the wall

No longer the judgments

Of self-hatred

A kinship of souls

I recognized as you smiled

In my eyes

In the mirror

That I am loved

Inside and outside the mirror