In the quiet depths,
where pain softens and sorrow begins to breathe,
a gentle light appears—
not sudden, not bright,
but steady and true.
It is the light that lives beneath silence,
the quiet truth that remains
after everything else has fallen away.
Here, I trace the moment
when stillness begins to glow,
when the inner night gives birth
to something quietly radiant.

These writings and images are glimpses of that light—
a reminder that even in the deepest places,
life continues to shine.