Contribution The escape from the penitentiary The swig of imagination The riot of gladness The circus of anointing The singular attraction The peace of belonging The fount of good cheer The return of innocence The dominion of inspiration The pageant…
Obstacles Standing mesmerized before the painting in the Art Vault Swirls of dark blue and orange, spun on glass Speak of my struggle to protect you; Te Waikoropupū…
Forever I’m full of forever & the memory of jasmine & forever is a rare, rare thing & a pearl and taonga & it travels with me As I fly Sounds Air To George Fox House In Wellington…
Outstanding The Māori call her a kōtuku; That oh-so-rare and outstanding woman Rising among us At the moment of our most desperate need With the gift of faithfulness To her uncompromising & sometimes unpopular vision & can it be, that…
Seeds In drumbeats of rain, I rally to you; Te Waikoropupū You, who are an ancient power; stable, wise, just, sympathetic & pregnant with the foresight I need; to step beyond These tears of Ranginui to embrace my Original Life …
Wharenui Finally, we return to the wharenui and the touchstone That gathers and sends us, and now becomes the Stone Of our dispersal, as we feel into all we have loved and learnt On our long pilgrimage – which in…
The Depths The depths of the Wharepapa Arthur Marble Aquifer Are vast and mysterious and inaccessible to humans Though cavers on the edge, see the trails of multitudes Of tiny creatures cleaning the depths, and creating The stunningly clear waters…
The Track You touch into questions while walking the track From touchstone to waters to diggings and back & the waters once dark, now incredibly clear Speak of life that’s returning and freedom from fear For there’s nothing so tough…
Green Holiness Green holiness is the light shining in every creature & atom of Creation, and it’s super-cool it’s a light & not a ball and chain; and I remember the red light glowing In church when I was a…
Birthing Pool The shift comes when I see the energy and vision I need doesn’t reside in the fears and impossibilities Of my small self, but rather in the call of the big Self Which sees further and differently, and…