In the stillness of darkness and the depth of silence, hands made of light descend upon the mind and soul. They are unseen, without a sound — yet their presence is sacred and profound, like a prayer answered deep within. These hands do not belong to the earth, but to the heavens; guardians that soothe, messengers of peace. They touch the soul from beyond this world, offering comfort just when the heart can bear no more. Invisible — yet deeply felt.Physical painting with charcoal and pencil.