Your spirit has taught me how to pass amid the valley of death.
Your spirit has taught me not to be scared under its smoky shadow.
Your spirit has taught me not to be terrified by the dreadful sound of its blazing fire.
Your spirit has taught me how to tolerate the unimaginable burning pains.
Your spirit has taught me how to carry the trapped child in my bleeding arms.
Your spirit has taught me how to calm the weeping child by faking a smile on my anguished face.
Your spirit has taught me how to tell the fatally wounded soul, even at the end of the road, it\'s going to be Okay.