I am Tabala Rasa 
Born in circumstance 
I come with no knowledge 
No previous romance 

I will be made by you 
Moulded and shaped 
Circum to your will
Live for your sake 

To listen to your words
Is to dance in the fields 
My mind rich with life 
My heart now revealed 

Don’t stop your teaching 
I will fail to grow 
Keep watering my being 
With all that you know