Just close your eyes. And face towards the sun –
A lucky life’s the right of everyone:
the blithesome boon of seven fukujin.
We’ll grant you lengthy days, and feasts to fill them;
a castle to protect your laughing children;
a love to make the Earth beneath you shift:
all human bounties lie within our gift.
the chief of these is luck – or kismet, karma –
the serendipity of cosmic dances;
the happy fluke of how the dice may fall.
So here’s the deal: you cultivate your dharma,
and us, we’ll strive to consecrate your chances –
We’re seven Gods of Fortune