81. Waiata Dream Voice

Deep in a dream I move bout the house
with a chorus of words leaving my mouth
I radiate love, light and great power
and feel myself lifting up off the floor

With head thrown back and arms out to the side
I rise in the air staring up at the ceiling
and feeling my body beginning to lift
I feel like a cloud of rain and of mist

"This is too easy" I say to myself
and instruct my own body to turn on it's head
Now upside down I begin to descend
blending and moving down into the ground

Down into darkness my body turns upright
where a Lioness statue stands in the corner
Guardian is she of the entrance below
directing my passage with blazing blue eyes

A lobby or room is my destination
but more than enough for my own curiosity
In the hull of a ship I find myself walking
Poseidon or Tangaroa are guiding me now

An anchor and chain hang from the ceiling
where I hold gently to the Heavens above
and I read and I look at words and of images
scrawled and posted across all the walls

But surely enough I feel round my ankle
some sort of entity chaining my leg
and now I'm aware of why I am here
to have one hand in Heaven and a foot down in Hell...

*waiata (singing)

75. Stripped of sound

Putting trim milk in my tea
I turn to see the lounge no more
In it's place - an ugly Vortex
a spinning dirty, big Black Hole

I calmly turn and walk away
ignoring things which don't exist
and through the hallway of the house
are doors no more but Galaxies

Sharp headed creatures with dark black skin
crawl along the walls and ceiling
and upside down they leer at me
smiling, swiping and grinning too

My partner starts to see a shadow
and flatmates begin to feel uncomfortable
they feel as though they're being watched
and the house is really cold

Growing fearful for my house
and all my friends and family
I put myself right in between
Hell itself and those I love

From deep, deep down inside my stomach
resounding from within my heart
I begin to say a little prayer
until I start to cough and choke

I begin to shout and start to stammer
opening every door and cupboard
until I'm in my own bedroom
where total darkness engulfs me now

It's here with me in my own room
with nowhere else for it to go
and trapped with me I now begin
to greet the Heavenly Departed

Instead of might, instead of hate
instead of anger, instead of fear
Nervously I greet these souls
with humility and with grace

As I urge them on their path
towards Te Reinga and the Light
the darkness now begins to fade
as the Sunshine comes back in

I take a turn about the house
and hear my whare (house) stripped quite bare
where sound itself now echoes softly
off the walls and off the ceiling