Drinking Alone With The Moon . 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 awhile 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 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.