Self-abandonment

Li Po

I sat srinking and did not notice the dusk,
Till falling petals filled the folds of my dress.
Drunken I rose and walked to the moonlit stream;
The birds were gone, and men also few.

                Li T'ai-po
                tr. Waley

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