Distant by Tom Sharp

Looking from Xinping Tower, the vast sky shows me how alone I am. Autumn turns toward winter; the sun is far away. Clouds that rise above the trees and geese that fly over the hills don’t know a country’s borders or have obligations far from home.

登新平楼 by 李白 (Li Bai)

去国登兹楼，怀归伤暮秋。天长落日远，水净寒波流。秦云起岭树，胡雁飞沙洲。苍苍几万里，目极令人愁。