I was born in this heavenly kingdom;
And nurtured in the Bhutanese soil. I was raised in Bhutanese hands; By virtue, I was destined to be a Bhutanese. I try to convince myself that I must have done something good in the past, For which I reap the sweetest fruit now. Today, I have my own Kingdom, With all the freedom to live comfortably. I can walk freely into the woods and breathe as much fresh air as I need, And refresh with gallons of pure mountain water. The field is replenished with galore of foods to nourish; I have less to worry about going hungry to bed. I possess everything that I expect to survive, But I may not have everything that I desire. So long as I do have the energy to stand, I will keep rejoicing in the fortune that I am gifted with. As long as I concede to be here, I will have more happiness and less worry. However, I get to feel little pain, Which I believe is inevitable for everyone. What more do I crave for, If I cannot take a single grain when I retire from this Kingdom. Why do I cling so much to elements that I cannot take, Which bestows more pain and garners more distress. I don’t have to wish for another Kingdom, When I already have one which furnishes everything for this life. I own my life and every possession in my hand, But I must know that I cannot own it forever. I was born in this heavenly kingdom, And I wish to continue to live in this heavenly kingdom until I retire. ~Yeshi NidupBhutan