High beyond the thick wall a tower shines with sunset <br />Where peach and plum are blooming and the willowcotton flies. <br />You have heard in your office the court-bell of twilight; <br />Birds find perches, officials head for home. <br />Your morning-jade will tinkle as you thread the golden palace; <br />You will bring the word of Heaven from the closing gates at night. <br />And I should serve there with you; but being full of years, <br />I have taken off official robes and am resting from my troubles.<br /><br />Wang Wei<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/harmonizing-a-poem-beside-palace-attendant-guo/
