heavier now rain
falls rich will be our green
grass lawns while tui
while bellbird shelter in
our temporal kiwi forests
while native bush pigeons
wearing noble plumage
flirts among nikau palms
eats time ripe berries
near mystical golden
fragrant kowhai flowers
pristine paradise fills
view window of my rooms
soon the mighty rata tree
should burst forth in blooms
how red crimson rata flowers
flame before my eyes
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
The brilliant red of the rata tree enlightens this typically New Zealand poem. Tremendous.