The Mountains that Connect us Together

My Scholarship entry - From Red Flames to Green Grass: Life on a Volcano

NEW ZEALAND | Tuesday, 18 November 2014 | Views [212] | View Larger Image

Crouched in a cave, carved by the steady stream of lava, I looked through a crack on the ceiling. Above me shined the sun, illuminating the growing spuds of moss and the thin cobwebs of spiders. As the time has passed, beautiful things have come to colonize this large volcano. It is beautiful to see this steady progression of life moving into the tiniest pieces of lava.

Along a footpath, the grass creeps up from the hard surface of the ground. All around lies the black lava rocks, yet in all this darkness, there is color and life. Stretching like a road, the grass is like a walkway showing how even in the worst of times there is always something good. We just need to look for it, no matter how much time it takes.

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As I walked down to the base of the island, where it meets the sea. I was fascinated by the contrast between the black rock and blue water. I looked down and saw a periwinkle snail clutched to the base of a rock. I took this photograph to show the movement of life to the volcano island. Between the water and black lava rock, it looks like an oil spill has just happened, trapping the snail. It goes to show that even in extreme and destructive events, life can recover. Among all the darkness and destruction, given enough time, beauty can arise once again.

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My Scholarship entry - From Red Flames to Green Grass: Life on a Volcano

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