rely on love play


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