Olodumare-Olofin lived alone in the infinite, surrounded by fire, flames, and vapors, in a place where he could barely walk. Tired of his dark and desolate universe, tired of having no one to talk to, tired of having no one even to quarrel with, he decided to put an end to that situation.
Olodumare unleashed his forces, and the violence of their release caused a great storm of waters to burst forth. The waters clashed with the rocks that emerged and carved deep, vast hollows into the earth. The water filled these empty cracks, forming the seas and oceans, in whose depths Olokum took residence.
From what remained after the flood, the land was formed. On the surface of the sea, next to the earth, Yemanjá established her kingdom, with her seaweed and starfish, fish, corals, shells, and mother-of-pearl.
There Yemanjá was born, in silver and blue, crowned by the rainbow Oxumarê.
Olodumare and Yemanjá, the mother of the orixás, subdued the fire at the core of the Earth and entrusted it to Aganju, the master of volcanoes, through which the imprisoned fire still breathes.
The fire that once burned across the surface of the world they extinguished, and with its ashes, Orisha Okô fertilized the fields, allowing the birth of herbs, fruits, trees, groves, and forests, placed under the care of Ossain.
In the places where ashes were scarce, swamps were born and in the swamps, plague, which was given by the mother of the orixás to her son Omulu.
Yemanjá was enchanted by the Earth and adorned it with rivers, waterfalls, and lagoons. Thus Oxum, mistress of fresh waters, came into being.
When everything was complete and each element of nature had been entrusted to one of Yemanjá’s children, Obatalá, answering directly to the commands of Olorum, created the human being.