The water falls with fury, yet you remain still. There is an abyss between you and the world, but you do not care. You raise your hand, not to touch, but to offer. To offer what you are, what you have always been, to something greater.

The cave behind you, dark and safe, embodies all you know, everything that once embraced you. But look ahead. That landscape, that endless waterfall, the white mountain, is not just nature: it is possibility. It is the unknown, the call to step out of your refuge, to face what you cannot control.

Your gesture is not one of conquest, nor of pride. It is one of surrender. Because you understood that it's not about fighting against the world, but about flowing with it. Accepting its strength, its chaos, its beauty. Because it is the same that you carry within.

And you? Do you stay in the cave, protected, or do you take that step into the light, towards the water, towards the immensity that calls you? There are no right answers. There are only moments. This is one of them.