Lots of arms,
just like Kannon the Goddess;
sacrificed for me, garnished with citron,
I revere it so! The taste of the sea, just divine!
Sorry, Buddha, this is another precept I just cannot keep.
Exhausted with gay pleasures, I embrace my wife.
The narrow path of asceticism is not for me;
my mind runs in the opposite direction.
It is easy to be glib about Zen—
I’ll just keep my mouth shut
and rely on love play
all the day
long.