As I held on to her Cloak,

Rongomarae Roa,

the Goddess of Peace,

bestowed my Mindsong

with Lifeways of Peace

and Aroha.



I walked,

from Te Koanga,

Home to Self, within,

Sovereignty reclaiming all of me, slowly

Under her Cloak

her Whispers

starwalking

the Patterns of the Universe

Questioning

Original Innocence

Returning

All knowings

of Syntropy, Self Love and Self Sovereignty, only

As I forefeel the future

I re-member

to dream

wisely with Love and acceptance

so Freedom remains

constantly

a choice

from my Will

She, her and me

Renewed our Suntheke for all Children

Past, Present and Future that day, wholly

Only Love can de-stroy

falsehood entirely

dissolving

the old and entropic

Expanding

Her capacity

in knowing

her Self

as Master Navigators we become her, fully

If we are willing

Miracles are norm

as Children

return the Darkness to Light

receiving for everyone

what Love can become

our original innocence

now knows it all

thus never again

require we this

the Great Turning to be so far removed

from our Nature and Bliss.

I’ve stayed true to the one thing She sang, so holy

“We shall be known”