Teachers

Who are my teachers?  What are my teachers?
Spread before us an infinite list of names,
too numerous to quote all, yet each and every one
a part of me, and me a part of them.
But it’s not who that stands out, it’s what.
Warmth, caring, love, acceptance, gentleness,
swords and kisses, words and silence,
smiles, embraces, questions, guidance.
As I dance, I dance for them all, for us all,
those that were, are, and are to come.
As I breathe, I breathe for them all, for us all,
those that were, are, and are to come.
Heart open with grace, hearts that embrace,
sing into the infinity of space, one and all.

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