From up above, you may discern subtle hues from green to blue.
from a bit closer, they’ll gradually melt into one.
Take a dive.
Let the cold settle in;
let the liquid blur your vision;
let the grass dance with your body;
and let the water fulfill your spirit.
you’ll find light reaching for Waihou’s depths
and silver ferns reaching out from it’s boundaries.
between the two worlds, there you are, weightless.
As you return to the sun, you’re now a different soul.
I dedicate this post to all my friends from the small town of Putaruru, a place that lies forever in my heart.