when my tutor teaches
I seek how to teach
I feel its like preach
When my tutor speaks
I can listen
her heart beats I feel a rhythm
Between truth and speech
When my tutor moves her hand
During what she teaches
At that moment i think
What she tries to weave
When my tutor takes a breath
During her speech A feeling comes, yes somewhere we reach
When my tutors eyes, looks towards learner's eyes
A spark tells, yes she is righ
t What she teaches When my tutor reads all
faces her face glows
Yes,I have achieved
May Allah guide us to practice
What my sweet tutor
teaches Really,if we practice
Its the essence of her preach

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