TANE COMING IN FROM THE COLD

SYMBOLS UNFOLDED
L.A. Maihi

Let the ink dry/ and the memory of pain subside/ the pressure of hands to soothe the skin/ while the needle cuts within/ is told a story of old/ of Tane coming in from the cold/ to light the korero from dark/ deep deep imprinted on the heart/ so open those eyes and seek truth/ where one could ask for such proof/ that I am special yet not/ to wonder to ponder your lot/ has eluded my frame of mind/ where to question such things has slipped/ and got lost with phantom ghost-chips/ yet the questions still remain/ the question of life/ the question of purpose, love, pain....

So now while the skin heals/ and the body remembers the feel/ I seek to unravel the past/ where ink will sink in and outlast/ what the spirit has gifted to all/ yet the question is held and recalled/ why do we walk upon earth/ where we are tested behind mother's skirts/ and sent forth to create/ our world of love and hate/ we control the flow of the feel/ yet we still seek to damage and heal/ in a cycle of one and then two/ binary world complete of undo/ our dna created to last/ is smeared to withstand our grasp/when we are released back to the past....

L.A. Maihi