Collection: Ephemeral
The 'Dot' in Me. Within me, I exist as a single dot—small, almost invisible. Yet, invisibility does not deny existence. This dot marks the moment where light begins, The breath of nature stirring silence awake, The fleeting instant where creation and dissolution coexist, The intersection of vertical and horizontal lines that pass through me. It is the serene mind of eternal stillness—unborn and undying.