Sol 5.6

  1. I wrote, urging the boon companions to hurry,

    while the fire hastens the cooking pots.

  2. The servant boy has come to me at a run,

    with loaves resembling full moons.

  3. And we have a heady wine—

    were it cut, it would turn into shards.

  4. Before dilution, it is fire;

    once diluted, it turns into light.

  5. So rise and hasten to us,

    that we may shower your soul with joy.

Sol 5.6