Servant
A man with wisdom
Load by knowledge,
That brings creed
He opened our eyes, and
Invited us to swim the depth of life
The dark path through
Would lead into a luminous land
With stellar features
Solemnified
A sanctuary
A home for all
It retreats us from imbroglio
To brings us into placid
A perfect bliss
Everytime we leave that land,
We left with brought lear
It's lucky to met He
And glad to go back to Him
The amiable men
And the gracious haven
It was difficult to see them
Leave for new journey
One after the other
Yet we are gratified,
For the lesson they taught us
For the person,
They aid us to become
Four months with four lessons,
Four words, with same first letters:
Faith, forgiveness, family, friendship
He, God's servant
Man with wisdom
Our teacher
The missionaries
(A short poem for our 'Kuyas' :>)
