He’s older than the mountains, older than the sea. One foot goes deep down in the ocean bed, the other is the roots in the ground. His hands are the animals, the creatures moving around, his body plants, fungus and anything else alive. His cloak goes through time and beyond. He sees all, forever changing, adapting to himself, to the world, to mother nature. Suffering is his way.
Today he rises from his throne. It’s time to take a step forward.