Above the plains in mountains deep
A country in mystery steeped.
Culture and traditions, in time suspended
Fairy tale Kings still existed.
Crisp air and lush green trees
All sentinel beings in peace flourish.
Whispers the wind through valley floor
Shed your troubles and your woe.
Torrents of rivers and mighty Dzongs
This is where peace belongs.
Back in time some would say
With all the amenities of the modern day.
Bhutan its worldly given name
Palden Drukpa her Deities claim.
So the journey and my travels done
My life’s quest back home found.
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