a view of stillness

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.