Tirelessly the children are working
fashioning weapons from human bone
warrior's teeth adorn sacred necklaces
and tibia wands bound with flax and with hair
With their innocent hearts and innocent minds
they begin to create, great weapons of spirit
and all the while, they laugh and they smile
as they dutifully work through ancestral remains
Further afield I walk round a house
brilliantly carved with 4 doors at each end
The House of 4 Winds or of 4 Directions
Miringa Te Kakara, a Star House, a Star Temple
God's Temple or Tent is also it's name where his treasures
flowed through to the World with each day
Through spiritual ritual and customary ways
were arts and crafts made, and song and dance played
So once again, will the Star Portal open
where humans and fairies will soon re-convene
The Ancients of Old and Us of Today
ushering in another new age...
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