Finally you came, but came to say, "Good bye"
The passage of the night came to an end
and the morning was scheduled for departure. 
The paper boats you taught me to build
were set to float in the rivers of many lands.
I learnt how origami is a sublime art
when we put a dash of colors
and bring to perfection a delicate art.
You taught me also not to cling to the art.
With every craft that was accomplished well
you taught me not to think of these as tasks,
but at the end of each lesson came the erasure.
It was necessary to wipe off the slate and leave it clean
for a new lesson to begin.