~ Seasons Fly ~
Bonnie Flach
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The Wisdom in the Rending Wind

The storm is shifting rafters, lifting eves.

It’s dangerous to walk against the wind

And black rains lash and sting the hillsides blind

As now, so then hau puhi howls and heaves.

Those born of rutting sky and earth have sinned

And sorrows blow against the cliffs and trees.

The children rend the darkness, seize the light

And grief and yearning strain the breaking seas.

Now owlish eyes can turn from side to side

And guard as spirits stray and wander wide.

Dark and emptiness flee before the sight

Of warmth and wisdom as the gale retreats -

And you my friend will croon ruru tonight

When the waking Bush its dusky lover greets.

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