Night. In the lamplight
A tiger is crouching
Speechless
The Pacific overflows with darkness
It’s like the edge of the world
The city, a record
From the pinnacle of a church
Slowly, unfolds its starry light
And those stories of farewells
Ups and downs
The tune of a flute
Brings here some distant rumblings
From the dim mountains
Those musical notes: her eyes, lips, hands
Water
cascades down
Like wide glass walls all around
God, with sadness
Lives
Jin Zhong 1993
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
God, with sadness lives. I like it. thanks. I invite you to read my poems and comment.