Aoraki
Ka Tiritiri te Moana
I will be soaked in the knowing of you
Loose all sense of self
I will weep as you penetrate into every knowing of me until i am a clear blue lapping at your feet,
a deep pool of crystal
Vibrating into the echos of your silence
And cry for the love and fullness in my heart
And be cleansed
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem