Sunset in the Grove 100 × 100 cm (40 × 40 inches) 2025 year

The silence of the autumn forest is like the earth’s deep breath before sleep.
Sunset spreads copper-gold across the branches,
and the leaves whisper no longer in words, but in memory.
Twilight slowly fills the moss with cool indigo,
and in this quiet—there is neither emptiness nor fear,
only the presence of something ancient.

A wild creature steps out cautiously,
as if shadow itself had taken form.
It moves along the damp, mossy paths,
where every footprint is an ancient seal of its lineage.
It patrols its domain without a sound,
like a guardian checking the boundaries of an invisible kingdom.