As a sequel to A Gaze on Inherited Lives, this piece envisions a quiet, peaceful Earth, long after humanity has vanished.

Nature has gently reclaimed her rhythm; ecosystems flourish once more in balance and harmony.. All that remains of us are weathered ruins—crumbling statues and forgotten architecture—silent relics whose calm silhouettes seem to yearn for the life that once pulsed here.

Ancient baobab trees, known to live for millennia, serve as silent witnesses to humanity’s triumphs and their ultimate failure to learn to live in harmony with nature. Perhaps they whisper to the cosmos, awaiting the day humanity may return and find a place within nature.