A rectangle of cloud and sky
mirror in the old well
All around the remnants
of the old palace
Mosaics and carvings
Covered with dust
Bracelet, juwel and crown
Flung on the ground
Of the entry hall
Unhindered winds move in
From the broken window sills
And the rays
Of the morning sun
Nobody attends the scene
The master has been away
For so long