Poem: Aotearoa

At the edge of the world, a glimpse
of heaven.  Nestled in the bush,
tuatara tunnel beneath toppled totara,
eagerly awaiting nightfall.
A melodic warble winds through the bush,
ricocheting and rustling leaves.
Overhead, a long white cloud shelters
and protects a hidden treasure.

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