Here I am.
Back in my childhood room.
From twenty years ago.
Aotearoa used to feel like a vortex
Of personal debts, obligations,
Mistakes made and shame.
Today it feels like the clear sky.
Over the last two months I have
visited hundreds of dear ones.
Overflowing again and again
with care, laughter, and aroha.
Acceptance of death.
Celebration of life.
In this cultivation of joyful bonds
I have never felt so free.
Burning with curiosity about
the future that’s inside us.
Such a fizzy feeling!
Like the scintillating of cymbals,
Or the effervescence of champagne,
Or eyelashes fluttering, dazzled,
At the Sun reflected in water.
Weighed down by this bag
Of essential instruments,
and this one-way ticket,
I am soon to be unleashed.
Like a collie streaking up the ridgeline
In the fanfare of another morning.
To see what love and purpose
May bring.
9 July 2026, Sincerely.
