The ancient roof of stone and clay,
Where paper lanterns softly sway,
Stands tucked between the modern stone,
A quiet world to call its own.
The city rises tall and grey,
While faithful travelers pause to pray.
Through drifting smoke and whispered sigh,
The timeless spirit passes by.
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The concrete towers scrap the sky,
Where modern wire and window meet,
While shadowed figures hurry by
Along the black and paved street.
Yet tucked beneath the stony height,
An ancient roof of tile appears,
A temple catching modern light,
Defying all the passing years.
A fleeting car, a moment still,
The old and new together stay;
Time moves along with iron will,
But yesterday is here today.
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The market stalls are filled with simple grace,
Where quiet patience defines her space.
In structured rows of plastic, clear and neat,
The harvest rests along the narrow street.
From sun-dried fruits to kernels rich and sweet,
A woven tapestry of things to eat.
She watches over every packaged prize,
With gentle kindness shining in her eyes.
A steady life within the busy trade,
Amidst the patterns that the seeds have made.
She waits to share the bounty of the land,
With humble grace and a welcoming hand.
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Underneath the golden arches' glow,
The city crowds move to and fro.
A traveler walks with steady pace,
Midst signs that mark this bustling place.
The streets are alive in black and white,
With twenty-four hours of constant light.
A moment caught, a passing glance,
Lost in the urban, daily dance.
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A sentimental shot
Pentax K20D
FE 31mm f1.8 Ltd
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Rong Shan Temple is not just a sanctuary of spiritual tranquility but also a canvas for timeless stories. This historic temple, with its intricate architecture and serene ambiance, has been a silent witness to myriad moments of contemplation, devotion, and everyday life.
For me, Rong Shan Temple holds a special place in my heart. It was here, over 30 years ago, that I embarked on my journey into candid street photography. The vibrant interactions, the fleeting expressions of devotion, and the rich tapestry of human life that unfolds in and around this temple have been the essence of my photographic endeavors. Every corner of the temple, from the ornate entrance to the peaceful courtyards, offered a new perspective and a story waiting to be captured through my lens.
In the early days, my camera and I would wander through the temple grounds, seeking to freeze moments of spontaneity. The monks in their meditative routines, the locals offering their prayers, and the occasional tourists marveling at the temple's beauty—all became subjects of my candid shots. Rong Shan Temple was not just a place of worship but a lively stage where the drama of life played out in its most unguarded and genuine forms.
Through the decades, as the city evolved, Rong Shan Temple remained a constant, timeless muse for my photography. It became a place where I could blend the past with the present, capturing the essence of Taipei's soul. The temple’s intricate carvings, the wafting incense, and the echoing chants provided a serene backdrop to the bustling life outside its walls.
Rong Shan Temple is more than just a historical site; it's a testament to the enduring spirit of Taipei and a cherished chapter in my photographic journey
