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KATARA’S SONG

My name is Katara,
Girlfriend of the Avatar.
I hail from Southern Water,
Where I am the last bender….

If آپ think the Avatars master
Each element after the other,
I wouldn’t say you’re wrong;
But wouldn’t آپ listen to my song?

The four elements are the same—
Their separateness an illusion—
So the true name of the game
Is transmutation, not manipulation….

Where avatars past worked hard to tame
All four elements, یا burn in shame,
My Avatar Aang is here to stun
سے طرف کی blending all elements into one—

He integrates the elements
Into a Singularity,
Like lemur-bats and Koi-elephants
Despite their diversity….

For everything is connected;
For that he’s well respected:
To see beyond deception
Is to master integration;

For is there any other solution
To avert impending devastation
Without much training یا meditation
But only a few months’ desperation?

FORCE UNIFICATION

The water of gravity;
The earth of the strong
Force; the آگ کے, آگ of electricity;
And the air of the weak belong
Together in the perfect symmetry
Of n-dimensional reality,
Where all indeed become the same,
Within one picture of extended frame;
Before that primordial kiss gave birth
To fire, water, air and earth…

So all of wisdom, bold and meek,
To unify all forces they do seek:
Amongst whom, the rarely gifted,
Into otherworldly state have shifted,
Caught glimpses of multidimensional reality
And constructed the fabric of string theory.

She becomes the water
That she bends;
She becomes the power
That she sends;
She becomes the healing that mends;
She becomes the lover that tends;
She becomes the tenderness that she shields;
She becomes the weapon that she wields.
She becomes the blood that flows
Through me as our love grows;
She would not bend it
But would defend it,
As though her own depends on it….

She is the dancer who becomes the dance;
She is the spell who becomes the trance;
She is the sifu who becomes the way;
She is the daylight who becomes the day;
She is the shower
Who becomes the rain;
She is the flower
That soothes my pain;
She is the artist who becomes the art;
And of me she has become a part--
So inseparable;
So dependable
Is she who has blossomed in my heart.

If we met not long ago
Why do I want آپ so?
If آپ are my friend,
Why do آپ make me dream no end?
If آپ are my teacher,
Why do I see آپ as my peach—err …
If آپ are my sifu,
Why does my دل race for you?
If آپ are a couple of years older,
Why does my passion smoulder
Inside me—
Drive me krazy?
Why, why, why, Katara?
What kind of Avatar
Am I, I, I, Katara?
If آپ are but a waterbender,
Why does my دل feel so tender,
As if آپ bent it with your eyes,
Your touch, your kiss?
When will آپ realize
That I feel such painful bliss
For you, the one I miss,
Even if آپ stepped away like this
Every second, every hour,
I wish آپ would shower
Me with your affection,
‘Cos yours is my undivided attention!