Existential Morning in Autumn

Don't worry, it only looks like you're alone.

The path seems to go on forever, and then abruptly stops.

Careful of that first step once you reach the other side.

It's alright, cross over to your new life.

A vine adds color to a long-gone tree.

The bright beams of the sun seem to hold up this tilting tree.

We're all yellow in the end.