Moment in Time

Whoosh! I can feel a light soft breeze blowing past me.I can smell the smell of freshly cut grass.The sun is shining warmly on my back.I look up and see a lovely shade of blue in the sky,almost hidden through the clouds.I can see the mountains in the distance going up and up,towering over lots of trees.

I can hear the birds chirping as they fly high over the marae.I look over at the manuhiri(visitors). They are crowded in a long,long line.I hope that they are looking at the carvings on the waharoa (gate).”Haere Mai E Na Manuhiri Haere Mai Haere Mai”.The Powhiri is starting.

Whoosh! Another gust of air blows past me.It cools me down.I drown out all the sounds and voices around me.I turn around and look up at the marae.I Wonder what the first ever Marae was called?Who built the first ever Marae?How long ago was it?20 Years?50?Id really like to find out someday.