The quiet vast lake is
surrounded by the hills.
The waves shining in the sun
are so bright
that the lake appears to be covered in a haze.
The silent wide freeway
is seen across the lake palely.
The slow flow of motor vehicles is
seen without the wall.
I try to take the photo of this view.
But my index finger stops,
because I wonder
whether I can grasp this beautiful stillness
in motion.
While my spirit is still,
the view
is moving slow like the tone of the sky
at dusk
which would never end.