‘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 ‘Song of Us’ and Other Poetry by by Amy Foreman Song of Us Face to face, polite and careful, Tentative we were, and prayerful, Neither one of us would dare pull More from this than met the eye. ... 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 Reply Leave a Reply Cancel Reply Your email address will not be published.CommentName* Email* Website Notify me of follow-up comments by email.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.