Goodbye to a Friend Who is Returning North After the Rebellion
Southward together　 we fled, a world in chaos
Back north alone 　you go this clearer day
Journeying to see　 the old land's hills still green,
Leaving strange country 　where our hairs fell gray.
By dawning moonlight　 passing ruined strongholds,
By thronging stars 　at rest near old frontiers,
Chill birds and withered grass are everywhere
Companions of the eyes that gaze through tears.