Two human hands embrace the root of life: a fragment of earth where cacti, agaves, and sacred seeds sprout. Within them beats the essence of the universe, as expressed in the ancient Mayan invocation to Uk’u’x Kaj – Uk’u’x Ulew, the heart of the sky and the heart of the earth.
In this gesture of care, of offering, and of belonging, the human being does not stand apart from nature: they hold it, recognize it, and honor it as both origin and destiny.
The mountain in the background is not merely a landscape—it is the echo of ancestors. The sky, an open memory.
The plants, guardians of time, rise like living hearts that still remember how to speak with the gods.
