Tuesday, April 01, 2008

From a Pot of Wine Among Flowers

*PePe* says:
From a pot of wine among the flowers

I drank alone.There was no one with me --

Till raising my cup, I ask the bright moon

To bring me my shadow and make us three.

Alas, the moon was unable to drink

And my shadow tagged me vacantly;

But still for a while I had these friends

To cheer me through the end of spring....

I sang. The moon encouraged me

I danced. My shadow tumbled after.

As long

*PePe* says:

as I knew, we were born companions.

And then I was drunk, and we lost one another.

....Shall goodwill ever be secure?

I watch the long road of the River of Stars.

*PePe* says:


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