The Flowers, The Stream, The Clouds, and The Rock
The Flowers, The Stream, The Clouds, and The Rock
What a typical day,
And a typical nature scene,
With the Stream, the Flowers, the Clouds, and the Rock.
The Stream, with its rich storage, raises multiple generations;
The Flowers, with their scent, attracts bees and butterflies;
The Clouds, high up, watches the world like a God.
Oh, the Rock,
Only the Rock,
Only the often overlooked Rock,
Has no other but its strength —
That lasts through time.
What a typical day,
And a typical nature scene,
With the Stream, the Flowers, the Clouds, and the Rock.
The Stream, with its rich storage, raises multiple generations;
The Flowers, with their scent, attracts bees and butterflies;
The Clouds, high up, watches the world like a God.
Oh, the Rock,
Only the Rock,
Only the often overlooked Rock,
Has no other but its strength —
That lasts through time.
I wrote this poem in October after meditating, expressing my determination to hold onto my strength and values no matter if they are appreciated by the secular world.
I wrote this poem in October after meditating, expressing my determination to hold onto my strength and values no matter if they are appreciated by the secular world.
* Lift Not the Painted Veil *
* Lift Not the Painted Veil *
Year
2022
Artistic Era
Age of quest
Medium
charcoal and pencil on paper
Size
24 X 18 in each
©Copyright 2022-26 Sierra Zhang and Lonely Corridor Studio.
Year
2022
Artistic Era
Age of quest
Medium
charcoal and pencil on paper
Size
24 X 18 in each
©Copyright 2022-26 Sierra Zhang and Lonely Corridor Studio.