this lake lies small and distant
apparent
alive - falling now swift blooming quiet of another time
silence unfreezing
strong they call us . . . .
Original : from Mark Helprin's Winter's Tale
At the bottom of this lake lies the city. From our great height it seems small and distant, but the activity within it is apparent, for even when the city appears to be no bigger than a beetle, it is alive.We are falling now, and our swift unobserved descent will bring us to life that is blooming in the quiet of another time. As we float down in utter silence, into a frame again unfreezing, we are confronted by a tableau of winter colors. These are very strong, and they call us in . . . .
