Now deep in night from home she stole
To bend the earth on mount her goal.
To mountain high the maiden went
To place where all her strength be spent

There meeting man in hidden glade
Where craft and skill in bending's made.
For many moons this thing repeats
In deepest night performing feats

That men had never wrought before
They learn their craft and bending chore.
And soon their hearts begin to stir
By each the other's forward spurred.

To end the war with bending skill
So none again in battle kill.
And love does bloom in moonlit glade
Though neither dared this truth to say.

So time did pass and skill did grow
And still in secret pair did stow
Now sure that path that both now paved
Would surely lead to peaceful ways.

And night did come when pair did fight
In sparring match to test their might.
And Shu with mighty blow then harmed
The maid to man's own great alarm

To girl he ran and grasped her side
To see if fate the maid defied
She opened eyes and gazed for long
At man who held her firm and strong.

Then leaning forth she gave a kiss
On very sudden fickle wish
And both in light of lover's moon
Did bear yet love in warlike gloom...