Zhang Zhang, violinist
EdenBack to journal index
Posted: 17 Jan 2010
slowly
I returned
the same trees casting their ancient shadows
across these steps
towards a life
no longer real
you would not have come
to witness what was lost
too many winters by the waves
too many sunrise carried into sleep
yet the ruins remained
beautiful
Ventures
Family and Friends
Come into the garden where the grass is wild.
What can you see walking outside the wall?
Listen to the water wandering past,
over stones of a hundred years.
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Professional Projects
The day is fading towards distant cliffs
Where the Yellow River rushes for the Sea
To have the view of a thousand miles
I must reach for the highest peak
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Personal
The mind is a river
Thoughts are the never ending streams
Memory, stones in the river
Being washed away by the passing current
Sometimes I am a river too
Today, I am a falling leaf
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