A Presence Offered, Not Owned
Light retreats from the gate, but her gesture remains. This journal entry traces the presence that emerges when shadow becomes flame, and memory endures in gold.
The Offering Beyond Light
As the fire fades, her gesture holds. A devata carved in silence offers more than light—she offers the ember that never left.
The Gesture That Endures
A devata stands above the gate, her blossom untouched by time. Light moves through her without falling. The poem that follows is carved from that hush.
When Light Becomes Memory
A devata offers not light, but what endures after it. Beneath the descending sun, the artist waits in stillness—where stone remembers fire, and gesture becomes spirit.
