The time has come — darkness and inhaled water are about to yield to light and gasping breaths of air. The ocean will burst, and from the broken waters life will emerge.
In primordial seas a single cell proliferates — loses evanescent gills. An aquatic being now must try to land.
Skin has wrapped itself around a little ocean, in which evolution has been compressed, from nine billion years into nine months.
Behold the newborn — dry and breathing air.
Evolution has recurred.
Man has arrived.