Quintessence (934)

Liquid flames rise, blending vibrant greens, translucent golds, and fiery oranges. It resembles a forest in prayer, its trunks of light soaring toward infinity, carried by a breath that flows across the canvas. Below, purples and browns form a shifting ground, rich and deep, like a matrix from which these fiery impulses emerge. The currents intertwine, embrace, and separate, creating a dance both earthly and celestial. The central whiteness acts as a space for breathing, a gap that draws the eye upward, pulled toward ascent. Each cell, each iridescent droplet, seems to bear witness to a passage: from matter to spirit, from heaviness to lightness, from grounding to flight. And if, within this surge of vegetal fire and celestial water, lay the key to our own verticality—the fragile balance between roots and sky?