Ladders to the Sky
We cling tightly to that which elevates us into unknown heights. Constant support comforts us with promises that the golden sky we long for is not a ceiling, but a new and permanent foundation. We climb and we climb until the day we see our ladder fall to pieces, choked by the ever tightening grip of fingers. Grounded once again, we look up.
Tony Baxter, Inc. 
. . . the unfathomable resiliency of the human spirit
Really interesting use of narrow DOF.
I rather enjoy the perspective on this.