Sacred Stillness in Stone

Statues don't breathe, yet in some moments they seem to. That slight sway of the garland,

the way light shifts across stone features, creating the illusion of a gaze that follows you.

Ancient temples understood this. They positioned deities where evening sun would animate

cold marble into warm presence. It's not magic, it's geometry meeting devotion.

When you stand before something crafted with intention, your mind fills gaps,

sees life where there's stillness. Maybe divinity isn't about supernatural movement,

but about how deeply we're willing to see the sacred in the still.