cold wind, sitting
together in the veranda, you & I

two paths, two faces, yet one soul, you & I

the orchard-shades, the eternal songs of birds unveil the world’s secrets
when we enter the garden
the stars of distant galaxies come to gaze upon us
together we will reveal the light of the moon itself to them,
you & I

you & I, without ‘you’ & ‘I’, only the bliss of union
alive, without concern of absurd myths and distracting nonsense,
you & I
all those birds of paradise, full of childish envy
will swoop down to drink of our sweet water, the tears of our laughter,
you & I

what a miracle of fate, us sitting here
at once here in the west and at once here in the east
as such we always were
you & I

we have one form in this world,
another in the next
to us belongs an eternal paradise,
the endless delight of you & I