‘Straining to Photograph a Distant Lake and Trees From a Moving Train’ by Damian Robin The Society September 16, 2013 Beauty, Falun Dafa, Poetry 1 Comment The lake cradles symmetries of spring trees. The sky scries the membrane of wide waters: unseen breezes, like me, are passers-by somehow touching the lake, trees, reeds, clouds, sky. My eyes focus on these without shutters, curved lenses, flat prisms, mirrored degrees, or a cam’ra. Time is ev’rywhere. Chances come and go. Human measures don’t hold change; they’re certain to follow the universe and The Way: birth, stasis, degeneration, decay: and the core of Falun Gong: Zhen-Shan-Ren*. Our image of the cosmos moves so slow it’s like a photo. The lake acts still. Rests at perceived bound’ries. A discrete life. Its thoughts float and stir, share vast heavens, multi-universes, worlds’ peripheries, karmic reverses – images appearing out of nowhere, or trays of developing chemistries in a darkroom. My smartphone can’t pin down this transience. Digitalised snaps are surface soap suds, their skins can’t cope with what’s seen from the train. Though other unseen dimensions retain this spring moment, I strain to see buds. Yet I know they’re there – hiding their essence like pixels. *Zhen-Shan-Ren, Truth-Compassion-Forbearance, the universal principle of the new universe espoused by Falun Gong, also known as Falun Dafa. Damian Robin is a journalist and poet living in England. Related Post ‘When I Speak of History’ by Leonard Dabydeen When I speak of history I speak well; I leave behind the past where broken bones Lay scattered on blistering sands to tell Of atrocities that are m... Tell the world:FacebookTwitterTumblrPinterestRedditLinkedInEmail One Response Evan Mantyk September 18, 2013 An interesting rhyme scheme, the order amidst chaos! Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email. Notify me of new posts by email.