waka of budouadana: tuther three twos

KnotThe two lovers gazeUpon one another, heartsLike cups overfilled,Each poured into the other,Yin and yang’s eternal knot.BlindfoldA sword in each hand,The maiden crosses her heart,Blindfolded by fearOf what she might feel if sheLet anyone come near.FlowJuggling two gold coins,One heads, one tails, the young manDances through eternity,Working hard and yet laughing,Joyfully merged with life’s