Rongomaraeroa as old as the Universe
sits on my puku (stomach) looking up at the Sky
Like the Moon which shines and glimmers at Night
so too does her hair sit about her own shoulders
And as Brown as the Earth or the feathers of Kiwi
does a korowai dress her beautiful body
And peace and serenity she brings me this night
for a father and son who are strangers no more...
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