I nurture the nestlings and I caress the wings;
I fashion the flights and I shapen the lives.
Many a thoughts I romance, for I design the dreams;
Many a skills I poetise, and thus the dark gleams!
I embrace the frail and I unfetter the brave;
I polish the rough and I neaten the naïve.
Many a boats I anchor, for I brave the storm;
Many a blades I steer, and thus shelter the lorn!
I capture the dawn and I conquer the twilight;
I unravel the mysteries and I enlighten the night.
Many a cries I hear, for I bosom the maladies;
Many a lines I smoothen, and thus scatter the smiles!
I foster the frightened and I frame the fearless;
I raise the leaders and I build the Nations.
Many a roles I play, for I teach;
Many a souls I touch, and thus I breathe!
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