Crossroads

Crossroads. How many of them in our life …

In the steppe, where a dusty road is crossed by a torn rut. Or in a city deafened by everyday life, where countless feet hurry along the white stripes. Crossroads of unexpected meetings, crossroads of destinies colliding on the run. Crossroads of time, when ancient stones remember the sound of wooden wheels and rejoice at the spanking step of bare children’s feet.