Zhang Zhang, violinist
desideriumBack to journal index
Posted: 17 Dec 2009
the wind howls
journeying through this night
beneath a hardened sky
homeless
I am awake
you are not with me
not on this darkened winter's flight
the wind keeps on calling
beyond mountains
and the silver blades of silence
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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