My eye was drawn by the tree and shadows against the patterns of the wall. Soft, luminous things against edges and hard lines. I focused, set exposure and, as I framed the shot, the bicyclist entered the frame and passed swiftly through. The tree became a forest, the movement silent under its canopy.


The Tao Te Ching spilled open onto my lap as I studied this image … 

Verse 35

Hold fast to the Great Form within
and let the world pass as it may
Then the changes of life will not bring pain
but contentment, joy and well being

Music and sweets are passing pleasures
yet they cause people to stop
How bland and insipid are the things of this world
when one compares them to the Tao!
One tastes, but the sweetness turns bitter
One sees, but the colors grow faint
One hears, but the sound fades into silence

One may look for fulfillment in this world
but his longings will never be exhausted
The only thing he ever finds
is that he himself is exhausted

An ending note to a year swiftly ending. 
Light continues to dance with Shadow. Movement passes quietly, without hesitation.