The enigmatic painter Felix Resureccion Hidalgo captures a river veiled in the quiet of early evening. The viewer’s gaze glides over the water’s surface, mirroring the way our eyes perceive the fading light by fluidly dissolving into darkness. The glow trembles in the foreground, absorbed by the landscape rather than resisted, as if the deepening shadows welcome its presence. There is no sense of struggle; the night absorbs the light with effortless grace. A verse from the first chapter of John comes to mind: “And the light shines in the darkness, and the darkness did not comprehend it.”