Walking along a sealed country road
and further ahead to Miringa Te Kakara
two plumes of smoke come down from the sky
touching the ground where the old whare stood
I sense a third plume is missing from view
and immediately see it form in the sky
I lift up my hand and attract it's attention
where it flies at me quickly hitting the ground
It forms a straight pathway of which I must follow
leading me now to a stream running by
and in it I step and cleanse myself well
before I step onto old hallowed ground
I stand at the entrance of the old, sacred school
performing my kaupare as I slowly move
my breath comes in gasps and my stomach now fills
so I stop and I wait till the energy changes
Around the foundations I now slowly walk
observing its layout and what it all meant
pinpointing axis from pous now long gone
and stones made of limestone like Solomon's Temple
I sit in the East facing out to the West
seeing the Sun rapidly set
but before it descends right out of sight
a second one rises beyond our own night
I'm called to the West and sit by it's pou
closing my eyes as the Light starts to dim
and beside me I hear and feel people moving
invoking emotions and tears from inside me
Well high above me stars now appear
naturally moving, from right then to left
but curiously there is one that is travelling
from north, then to east, then onto the South?!
Elemental beings of the Sky start to notice
the presence of others at one of their shrines
It heralds in, another great step
reforging relations with the divine...
*Miringa Te Kakara (Star House/Temple)
*Whare (House)
*Kaupare (Prayer)
*Pou (Carved post)
A travel log of PhD research in revitalising traditional Māori knowledge systems in Aotearoa New Zealand
Showing posts with label Miringa Te Kakara. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Miringa Te Kakara. Show all posts
Thursday, 23 May 2013
Tuesday, 26 June 2012
60. Old School
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...
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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