A gnarled giant lies sprawled across the shoreline, its limbs twisted like veins against the sand—bright with streaks of unnatural color, as if echoing stories whispered by the wind. The storm-darkened sky stretches overhead in layered brushstrokes, while the monochrome earth holds fast to the fallen sentinel. The Listening Tree invites contemplation of time, transformation, and what remains when the wild speaks and we dare to listen.