Dressed in dark clothing, a man leans against a tall stone war memorial. He is observed by three sparrows--two on the ground, and one that hovers about his outstretched hand. As the man bends with humility, he is joined visually to the stone's bright edge which rises almost like a shaft of light. Peeking out from behind the memorial, we see the bare branches of a tree extended like the fingers of a hand, a gesture that echoes and approves the man's action.