I walked alone, on the dark street,
Where I couldn't see my own feet.
My eyes sought the source of light,
The darkness mocked me, ignoring my plight.
I kept on walking slow and steady,
And got slower with every step already.
Then someone with a lamp came along,
And guided me through for long.
Sometime after, the path was aglow,
For there was so much in the world to know.
I realized my own abilities,
And to put to use my qualities.
The person gifted me it all,
And I learnt, no task is small.
The path I walked on was of knowledge,
Which kept me from insanity and rage.
Who was the person, I wonder,
It was none other than my teacher!