A young cypress glows bright green at the center of the frame, its broad base rising from dark water scattered with lily pads. Behind it, towering trunks draped in long veils of Spanish moss recede into deep shadow, like the pillars and curtains of a great hall.
The title captures the feeling exactly: to enter Caddo Lake's cypress forest is to step into something sacred and quiet, where light falls softly and time seems to slow. The image invites the viewer into that hushed, cathedral-like stillness.
