113. Te Taipo

Asleep in the whare kai we find ourselves lie
Hinekura herself, to the brim filled with whanau
When as soon as my eyes, close for the night
does the room fill with tables, and chairs set up right

But on top of a table, leering at me
is a scrawny like goblin, crouching and smiling
with big oval eyes and gaps in his teeth
he nervously watches me, checking me out

"Tena koe my friend" I hear myself say
where he inches closer, smiling some more
but tired from a day spent with our Aunty Rose
I bid him goodnight, and go back to sleep..

112. Patupaiarehe

At the base of a tree on top of a hill
a little blue fairy forages for food
Just a few inches tall she stands and she smiles
turning her head at me, from side to side

A little black dress she wears on her body
but little blue wings adorn her small back
I bend down and say hi with a big gushing smile
where she shimmies and giggles bringing joy to my heart

111. Ke Mo'owahine

At the end of my bed the mo'owahine sits
with long, jet black hair over porcelain skin
and with eyes like obsidian or black lava stone
she waits for me patiently until I awake

In a flurry of dark, misty hurricane smoke
I'm carried away across the great ocean
and touch down in Hawaii in the middle of night
on the banks of a river flanked by shimmering trees

Across broad, flat grey river stones I hop and I step
and find myself entering a massive great hall
filled with nobles relaxing, joking and laughing
but I make way further to a small inner sanctum

And this must be Lohiau husband-to-be
to the Goddess named Pele to be fetched by me
But first I am asked to sing and to dance
and am given a grey pahu carved with cuneiform

Unable to read the writing inscribed
the nobility smile and pronounce the words
and with them I'm singing an ancient old ole
much to the delight of my sister's new groom

110. Out of the Ocean

Inside an old store room I find myself standing
in front of a pile of dusty old books
I think this is called the Akashic Library
with historical accounts of a person's past lives

I leap at the chance to know more about me
and to the first page of the book do I start
and there do I see my very first life
4 billion years ago into the past

Between the pages, the words and all of the letters
and the spaces between them I find myself fall
until do I see my own self emerge
from an ocean of strands, of yellow and gold

From the Sea, from the Sea
and from out of the Ocean
I come onto land and look all around
but no other life has even been born
onto this Earth, except for me?!