waka of budoudana: sixes

Winner

The winner parades,
Colorful standard raised high,
Leading his army
And six flag-bearing champions,
Knowing glory fades quickly.

Innocence

Children with their bowls,
None of them identical,
Play their made up games,
Six innocent hungry lambs
Sharing faith they will be fed.

Renewal

Two hooded figures
Their boat laden with six swords,
Cross a murky swamp
That mirrors their strained spirits,
Renewal on the far shore.

Blessings

Six coins, six figures,
Poor man, rich man, give and take –
No one is secure,
But each can give or receive
According to his blessings.

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