As I sat in the small church, time stood still for a moment – just long enough to show me that, really, it never stands still. Time moves slowly, but it does so with the force of an ocean’s tide. It sweeps away past realities even as it brings in that which is new.
As I sat there, I felt its subtle force.
I’ve seen beaches at sunset, the sand uneven and disturbed by the thousands of feet that had trod there during the day. But in the morning, after the tide had come and gone, the sand was smooth and new, awaiting new steps to be taken.
To say that time is like an ocean’s tide is not a perfect analogy, but it is what came to mind as I packed my camera and left the church. Outside there were no soldiers waiting to execute me, only an old woman sitting on a bench, asking that I take her photo. And so I did. Joel Carillet
This quote comes from an article Joel wrote about The ‘timelessness’ of old Saigon. There’s a section that speaks about the rice market.
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