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)
A travel log of PhD research in revitalising traditional Māori knowledge systems in Aotearoa New Zealand
Showing posts with label Underworld. Show all posts
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Monday, 1 October 2012
Tuesday, 28 August 2012
77. Gift from a Lover
Spring approaches and is heralded in
with birds in the air and the buzzing of bees
New flowers open and dance on the breeze
as lambs jump and play, and run across fields
Handsome young guys now smile and grin
making pretty young girls giggle and laugh
and ever so lightly does a warm gentle wind
run over my body and over my face
With a ram or horned horse, at each of it's ends
does a vision, of a brilliant, gold bracelet appear
A gift signalling, his impending arrival
and bringing with him, renewal and life
From the depths of the Underworld will Adonis arrive
having spent half the year with Persephone
God of Man, God of Youth, of desire and beauty
returns to his first wife, the great Aphrodite
Tamanuitera is exactly the same
after having spent time with Hinetakurua
but with birds in the air and the buzzing of bees
he returns once again, to Hineraumati
with birds in the air and the buzzing of bees
New flowers open and dance on the breeze
as lambs jump and play, and run across fields
Handsome young guys now smile and grin
making pretty young girls giggle and laugh
and ever so lightly does a warm gentle wind
run over my body and over my face
With a ram or horned horse, at each of it's ends
does a vision, of a brilliant, gold bracelet appear
A gift signalling, his impending arrival
and bringing with him, renewal and life
From the depths of the Underworld will Adonis arrive
having spent half the year with Persephone
God of Man, God of Youth, of desire and beauty
returns to his first wife, the great Aphrodite
Tamanuitera is exactly the same
after having spent time with Hinetakurua
but with birds in the air and the buzzing of bees
he returns once again, to Hineraumati
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