Fini

So this is the way it all ends...
not with a bang...but a whimper
i take pen in hand
and scribble a few meanlingless words
for you to read...

when i am but dust on the wind...
the hours trickle out of the clock on the wall...
some great dark enigma
crouches in the shadows
devouring them
as they
f
a
l
l...

Leaving Aoetaroa

This land...
the womb from whence I came
born of the fire, earth, wind and rain...
she knows me well...
she calls my name

but if I should leave
these friendly hills...
if I should say good bye and go...
I'll remember her well...
for I love her so

for I have felt the warmth
on her gentle breast...
as I climbed to the sun
on the mountain's crest...

and I've heard the waves
as they called to me
on her endless beaches
that lace the sea...