Three monkeys huddled close, adrift in the stillness of a prolonged morning dream. My presence stirred no ripple in their repose. I crept nearer, careful to keep the respectful gulf between us. Not a muscle stirred—only the fine hairs along their backs swayed softly in the breeze, like grass on a windless plain touched by a passing sigh. They sat as if carved from the quiet itself—three perfect statues, breathing.

Captured at Pura Uluwatu, Badung Regency, Bali , Indonesia