Perched in the Hour of Gold

A lone bird rests atop a slender coastal plant, its silhouette etched against the ascending sun. The orb of light, half-shrouded behind foliage, casts a golden veil over the sea, where waves whisper their parting song to the shore. Sky and water mingle in soft gradients of amber and indigo, holding the space between dawn and day. There’s reverence here, in the way the scene pauses, in how the bird leans gently into the light as if listening for what only sunrise knows. A moment shaped by balance, presence, and quiet awe.