Forest Portal

 upon in the quiet hush of the woods, this portal revealed itself while foraging for mushrooms. A delicate gateway, woven of glass and light, where time slows, and the forest breathes.

Real ferns and tiny blossoms, once alive in the undergrowth, now rest forever within its emerald panes. Mushrooms, fragile yet unyielding, hold their stories in the leaded seams. A single moth, weightless and wandering, drifts through the dark limbs—a fleeting whisper of the forest’s endless cycle.

Pause here. Let the trees fold around you. Step softly, and you may find the portal again.

 This stained glass piece measures 16"x23" and it's referenced from a real forest portal found in the moss laiden trees of the Oregon Coastal Mountains.