Sweet Grapes

That nectared cup, of which you sup,
was lent by a master vintner.
His verdant field sweet grapes doth yield,
e’en through the dead of winter.
Bacchus_and_the_grapes_010205Plucked plump and ripe, the light of life,
from in their depths doth glitter.
Aged full strong, drink deep and long:
you’ll find no dregs embittered!

—Bhai Din