In Corde Coeli (80)

A cosmic blossoming opens at the center of the canvas: a magenta halo radiates, like a celestial corolla unfurling its infinite petals. Green spreads in fluid layers, vibrant with life and hope, while deep blue stretches downward like a clear spring, giving the impression of a river flowing from the very heart of the sky. Yellows and golds gently infuse the edges, recalling the primal light—the one that illuminates without ever fading. The composition evokes both a garden and a sanctuary: an inner place where colors converse like voices in prayer. The eye is drawn into the incandescent center, then guided toward multiple branches extending like roots of light. Every detail seems to breathe, as though the canvas itself carried a secret breath. And if this iridescent landscape were not only a vision of the sky, but the mirror of a paradise already dwelling in the innermost depths of our souls?