Psalm 1:9

A luminous band of golden light breaks through layered evening clouds above a dark treeline, the sky doing exactly what David described three thousand years ago. “The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands” — and in this image, that declaration is neither subtle nor silent, written in broad strokes of gold and blue across the entire upper frame. The forest below stands as witness, a dark and rooted congregation beneath a sky that has been preaching since the first evening. This is the piece for the person who finds their most honest moments of faith not inside four walls, but standing outside looking up.