Celestial Chrysalis

There is a time for shadow and a time for awakening… Between the two, a mystery: the chrysalis. Fragile shelter, yet sovereign womb, where being unravels to be remade. This painting poetically sings that truth. A body of light folds, coils, as though suspended in the silence of the heavens. Nothing is fixed, however: all vibrates, all awaits. For within the chrysalis, death and life are one. Here, the soul sheds its former forms. Colors mingle like promises—reds of fire, greens of renewal, blues of infinity. Each shade is a wing in preparation, each gleam a future ascension. “Celestial Chrysalis” represents a passage. This canvas reminds us that nothing ceases, but all rises in another way. The butterfly to come is not rupture: it is fulfillment, continuity transfigured. And the one who gazes senses this secret: within their own silences, within their inner nights, they too cradle a chrysalis. And when the hour arrives, they will unfurl wings of light to join the horizon of the stars.