In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth, each land mass formed in uniqueness to the other, Gondwanaland to the one side, and Laurasia to the other. As these masses began to separate, a continental array began unfold. Antarctica began to slip to the far reaches of the globe, finally standing guard over the cold, frozen point know as South. Asia and Europe vying for domination in the north remained joined, their struggle throwing up and enviable display of mountainous glory.
The Americas broke away, as two lovers break from the clutches of over possessive families. They drifted west and finally met just north of the equator, forever linked through the slenderest of grasps . The one dominating the northern sphere and the other, the south, never more than arms reach from each other.
Australasia, with her untempered spirit yearning for the unknown, was not to be limited by the frigid southern pole and moved north to claim her own dominion.
Through all this upheaval and flux, the Jewel of Gods creation remained central and stoic. Metamorphosising and maturing, it’s borders being etched and cast in volcanic heat and explosive violence. And yet the final design being so exquisitely and finely crafted such that a goldsmith would struggle to recreate. She stands strong, constant and true a brazen tribute to her Master and Designer.
Spanning across the equatorial boundary her influence and allure sweeps through both hemispheres. Her core, rooted in the heated depths of the earth, drives her heart beat. The beat which can’t be altered nor extinguished, ignored or discarded.