The Charm of Rusticity

The Rusticity Greeted by a cool morning breeze, I'm unfolded to a place so serene With a scented fragrance around, and The vastness of blue canopy so exalting Pleasing chirping and twittering Replace the maddening modern melody Patterned dew peeks at me with smile Emanating fragrant air, just right. The glorified sun creeps in majestically Summoning me in whisper, to my daily toils My spontaneous whistling attunes the oxen Pulling the plough to furrow, energetically. As the sun farewells through mountains yonder, The birds nestle home gaily, tweeting With the evening breeze sweeping my brow, I gladly retreat to my straw hut, satisfied. The night crawls in with its greatest gift Brilliance, the stars canopy my world As I lay on the porch, I mumble gratification To my king and country - Bhutan for this peace.