A moment suspended in time, weightless between what has been lived and what is yet to come. A solitary traveler perched on the very edge of a broken bridge amidst the endless blue sky. Perhaps carrying a final weariness from the past upon his bare feet, or perhaps a silent journey that only reveals its meaning when the wind withholds its breath! Is it harder to complete a bridge with dreams, or to leave one's cane suspended in the void and smile upon the abyss?