A year of collaboration with poetry is passing,
It asks to be summed up.
I combined it with family, with profession,
To open my eyes wider to the world.

Above all — for myself,
Asking of heaven.
I am visible to it as well.
I do not want to walk in darkness,
First one must help oneself,
And not instruct the neighbor slyly.

Thank You, Teacher, for the treasures.
Especially on this Christmas day.
Keep leading so wonderfully onward.
Your Love is an unsurpassed miracle.