Song Poem by Tshering Chekii

The songs in me sing loud
When the sky above is all cloud.
The heart in me beats real fast
When the spell of charm you cast.
For the confused soul so impure
You were the gracing cure.
The love in me spread wide
When you are by my side.

Like a melody in a song,
Fire in the winter,
The warmth in the cold,
Or the chill in the summer
You are my saving grace.


The songs in me sing loud
When the sky above is all cloud.
The heart in me beats real fast
When the spell of charm you cast.
For the confused soul so impure
You were the gracing cure.
The love in me spread wide
When you are by my side.