When the person crosses the bridge
The bridge flows and the water stands still
Fu Ta-shih (497-569)
19th January, 2021
Dear Everyone,
When living in Stanley, Idaho this past fall, I revisited old trails and explored new ones. As I passed over the wooden footbridge and stepped off, I saw the trail disappear, replaced with a sandy jetty. In the distance, the original trail coming in from the south had an abrupt ending too. The lake beach vanished and water flowed inland covering trees and creating a new marsh fresh with herbaceous plants, and small creatures. I could hear the water lapping against tall ponderosa pines, trunks knee deep in the shallow inlet. As I stood there listening, I could hear everything. Every place has its sound.
Who hears and tastes the flowing in the midst of global warming, viral pandemic, racial injustice and wildfires? Being from the east, wildfires are not in my bones though that is changing too. Did I mention, there was an active fire just down the road, rekindled from old embers? And that what occurred at Stanley Lake was the result of an earthquake. On 31st March, a 6.3 magnitude earthquake shook the region; the epicenter 15 miles from where I stood. What I experienced was the result of lateral shift and soil-liquefaction . In other words, soil turns to quick sand. Gulp!
Nothing is solid or fixed, mountains dance, trees fly, bridges rock and roll. So how is water still?
Bows, Jisen
The bridge flows and the water stands still
Fu Ta-shih (497-569)
19th January, 2021
Dear Everyone,
When living in Stanley, Idaho this past fall, I revisited old trails and explored new ones. As I passed over the wooden footbridge and stepped off, I saw the trail disappear, replaced with a sandy jetty. In the distance, the original trail coming in from the south had an abrupt ending too. The lake beach vanished and water flowed inland covering trees and creating a new marsh fresh with herbaceous plants, and small creatures. I could hear the water lapping against tall ponderosa pines, trunks knee deep in the shallow inlet. As I stood there listening, I could hear everything. Every place has its sound.
Who hears and tastes the flowing in the midst of global warming, viral pandemic, racial injustice and wildfires? Being from the east, wildfires are not in my bones though that is changing too. Did I mention, there was an active fire just down the road, rekindled from old embers? And that what occurred at Stanley Lake was the result of an earthquake. On 31st March, a 6.3 magnitude earthquake shook the region; the epicenter 15 miles from where I stood. What I experienced was the result of lateral shift and soil-liquefaction . In other words, soil turns to quick sand. Gulp!
Nothing is solid or fixed, mountains dance, trees fly, bridges rock and roll. So how is water still?
Bows, Jisen
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