In the beginning there was only slime.
It oozed green from the bowels of the earth, bubbling forth,
celestial song heralding the moment
Please start over & watch with this music for full effect.
In comedy, as in life,
timing is everything.
It took an eternity for conditions to be right, ripening in exquisite anticipation
Covered in ice, ravaged by wind,
the germ of creation awaits its turn in the evolutionary cycle,
relentlessly to multiply
At first, some tentative steps.
A few primitive plants, glowingly uncomplicated, mere forebears
of the glory in store
Primordial life-forms in first blush,
Like brushstrokes of an impressionist master capturing a garden
of as-yet-undiscovered delights
An undefined amalgam, a bouquet.
A priceless gift from Gaia, the most-generous, the all-giving, all-forgiving
Mother of us all
It comes from the sky,
as the heavens darken.
It points the way to cataclysmic change a cascade of riches of everlasting strife
This is a time before death.
That will come later. Now life begins.
It is creation.
And for the moment, indestructible.
Words by Byron Ayanoglu
Photographs by Algis Kemezys © 2012
And a sad little personal note: I had an accident while shooting the photographs for this post. I slipped on slippery rocks and fell. Thankfully, I got away with minor cuts and bruises, but my camera was smashed wide open, leaving me without proper equipment for the remainder of my trip (the first of the two cameras I had brought having broken down soon after I got here). Currently I'm trying to raise funds so that I can purchase a replacement (exchange of photos for a Canon G12, anyone?).