On Moral Beauty

I’ll do the best I can in the moments I’m presented with a choice.

Photo by Miti on Unsplash

It’s so empty, the world I look upon. And I’m so small, sitting on this ledge. I lay upon a slab of concrete that hangs above the valley.

I lean back and look into the vast night sky. A dim light, higher than I think a plane would fly, drifts across my vision.