Our life be like the spring flower,
It blooms with the grandest glory,
bringing the best of beauties to exhibit,
a merry time for bees, insects, and birds
for they can nourish with the sugar-like nectar,
in fact, their lifeline.
As the time withers the flowers,
the bees, insects, and birds stop visiting;
they hop around in search of better alternatives,
before hunger strikes their life.
Similarly, as you stand strong and upright with everything good,
there will be circles of friends, relatives, and family;
but as we fall and when life cripples,
those circles will break and disintegrate,
and that’s the reality of human existence,
whether we like it or not, we have to chew it.
A world of darkness will be our new world that we shall dwell,
Lonely, dejected, and hopeless;
hoping and dreaming of light,
when our friends, relatives, and family will be blinded by the brightness,
not being able to recognize life in the darkness.
However, there is always a ray of hope when spring returns,
all those bees, insects, and birds to return,
to the same places and flowers, with much jubilation,
as they rejoice on the nectars in abundance,
the best of times and the gift of spring.
Everyone will be so busy at this time,
until another time arrives and takes away all the luxuries they have now;
such is nature, the cycle keeps repeating,
life ceases and life begins- but they are never the same.

~Yeshi Nidup

Phuentsholing, Bhutan