As I walk through the valley of the shadow of life,
With my sword and my jo and my spear and my knife;
Weaponsof martial law or just a partial look?
The whole of Budo or one chapter in the book?

Surrounded by enemies, I take out my spear,
Thrust through with wisdom and a path becomes clear;
Then attacked from behind, they think my point of blindness,
But I take out my sword and cut them down with kindness.

So then the final assault, both flanks and from above,
Out comes the Jo as I turn they are defeated with love;
Now it's all peaceful again, I put the weapons away,
As my knife peels the apple on this glorious day.

Bless. G.