A Light the Stone Was Waiting For
Not what was given, but how it was held. This image dwells in the threshold between gesture and grace, where even light remembers how to kneel.
In the Pause Between Two Gestures
She offers nothing—and yet the light comes to her. In this breath between hands and presence, even stone listens for what cannot be named.
Where Stillness Carries the Gift
A princess waits, the women reach, and the gift cannot be seen. In this hush, it is the silence between them that reveals what has already been received.
The Gesture That Light Remembered
A quiet offering, never spoken. The light arrives like a blessing, bows before the stone, and is received in silence beyond gesture.
