Perhaps as long as the earth turns on its axis the voices of your descendants will echo in these mountains. I think Elena you deserved that title. Planted in the womb of the earth. Unnourished, meaningless, unliving. Awaiting the lifeblood of the earth that surrounds it.
Life is like a rose.
Then growth begins a seedling. Sprouting forth in an unknown world. Living, developing, a challenge. Growing within the earth and feeding off it's mother. Life is like a rose.