Gratitude To Old Teachers Poem by Robert Bly
Gratitude To Old Teachers
When we stride or stroll across the frozen lake,
We place our feet where they have never been.
We walk upon the unwalked. But we are uneasy.
Who is down there but our old teachers?
Water that once could take no human weight-
We were students then- holds up our feet,
And goes on ahead of us for a mile.
Beneath us the teachers, and around us the stillness
Thanks for placing on record, your tribute to your former teachers. A frozen lake is followed by these lines of he poems: We place our feet where they have never been. Beneath us the teachers, and around us the stillness
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4/23/2024 1:58:48 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Who is down there but our old teachers? Water that once could take no human weight- We were students then- holds up our feet, And goes on ahead of us for a mile. Respect and gratefulness.. for old teachers. tony