My Teacher, My Dream. As I walk my days to months And months to years I age on, I see the footsteps you left by Etched in history and eternity. The words you used to tell me then Makes my sentences today. The paths you showed me yesterday Has become my very highway now. Being loved, taught me to love, Being guided I learnt to guide. Having received, I realized to give, Having been led, I learnt to lead. Your past’s face is my future’s dream, Your yesterday’s deeds, my present actions. Your early thoughts, my tomorrow’s guide Yesterday’s you is tomorrow’s me. -Rinchen Phuntsho
Rinchey's Rhapsody is an assortment of various feelings and emotions of a simple Bhutanese teacher. It is an exposition of the author's affirmations and expostulations to his environment.