Returning to Goloka

Then the great canopy of dust and cloud, which
encompassed the Earth, enshrouding it in heavy darkness,
was pierced by ruddy light, and the canopy swept down in
great cloudbursts and raging storm waters. Cool moontears
were shed for the distress of Earth and the woes of men.
When the light of the sun pierced the Earth's shroud,
bathing the land in its revitalizing glory, the Earth again
knew night and day, for there were now times of light and
times of darkness. The smothering canopy rolled away and
the vaults of Heaven became visible to man. The foul air
was purified and new air clothed the reborn Earth, shielding
her from the dark hostile void of Heaven.
The rainstorms ceased to beat upon the faces of the
land and the waters stilled their turmoil. Earthquakes no
longer tore the Earth open, nor was it burned and buried by
hot rocks. The landmasses were re-established in stability
and solidity, standing firm in the midst of the surrounding
waters. The oceans fell back to their assigned places and
the land stood steady upon its foundations. The sun shone
upon land and sea, and life was renewed upon the face of
the Earth. Rain fell gently once more and clouds of fleece
floated across day skies.
The waters were purified, the sediment sank and life
increased in abundance. Life was renewed, but it was
different. Man survived, but he was not the same. The sun
was not as it had been and a moon had been taken away. Man
stood in the midst of renewal and regeneration. He looked
up into the Heavens above in fear for the awful powers of
destruction lurking there. Henceforth, the placid skies
would hold a terrifying secret.
Man found the new Earth firm and the Heavens fixed.
He rejoiced but also feared, for he lived in dread that the
Heavens would again bring forth monsters and crash about
him.
When men came forth from their hiding places and
refuges, the world their fathers had known was gone forever.
The face of the land was changed and Earth was littered with
rocks and stones, which had fallen when the structure of
Heaven collapsed. One generation groped in the desolation
and gloom, and as the thick darkness was dispelled its
children believed they were witnessing a new creation. Time
passed, memory dimmed and the record of evens was no longer
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