Upset, you feel down, drowned?
the world is against you
you boss is firing you
your wife filing a divorce
threatening you for alimony
worry not, uplift your spirits
says Luo Zhaihai like this:
Watch green grass, walk barefoot on it
look at the orchids, colorful, fragrant, free
go to the red plum trees up on the hill
watch the full moon rise
fill glasses to the brims with wine
hold them in your hands
lift them to your lips and sip
or drink or gulp it down
the way you like
and then go to a far off temple
hidden among hills' pines
and write an inscription there:
Let bad boss be bad boss
let bad wife be bad wife
you take care of them
I pray to thee, my Lord
uplift my mood, my spirits.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem