The rooted entity stepping across the chasm has taken thousands of years to move through the landscape in the canvas. It is the embodiment of all life on earth past and present - but most of all future. The future that is left when we have finished raping our planet of its resources, when the earth is exhausted from our treachery, when it cares for us no longer, when only the mutations of our former presence are left as dark fingerprints of our existence - the only forms of life that can draw any breath from the silent Mother.