Rooted in Light

At the edge of morning, a piece of driftwood lies settled on the sand, weathered, strong, and still. Around it, the sea whispers in gentle rhythms, waves pulling back with reverence as the sun peeks through layers of cloud. Golden rays stretch across the surface, dancing between foam and reflection, while ships anchor in distant calm. It’s a moment where everything holds its breath, the sky in transition, the ocean in devotion, and the shore in quiet embrace. In this frame, nature tells a story of presence...grounded, luminous, and held between tides.