Moon, Flowers, Man ~ Su Tung P’o

Moon, Flowers, Man

I raise my cup and invite
The moon to come down from the
Sky. I hope she will accept
Me. I raise my cup and ask
The branches, heavy with flowers,
To drink with me. I wish them
Long life and promise never
To pick them. In company
With the moon and the flowers,
I get drunk, and none of us
Ever worries about good
Or bad. How many people
Can comprehend joy? I
Have wine and moon and flowers.
Who else do I want for drinking companions?

~ Su Tung P’o
(translated by Kenneth Rexroth)