The Edge

Beschreibung

They are up there on top of the tall concrete building, around them the abyss. Stars are falling, the last tree is leaning towards the only thing, that still gives hope, the sun. One can try to catch the falling stars, but the edge is slippery and the abyss is  never ending. One can simply resign and weep for the weak the blind and the helpless. One can turn around and face the sun, just like the tree, and accept the faith of either withstanding the light or being burned to a cinder.