Aotearoa

Well today is the last day to blog for "blog4nz "and I hope that is has encouraged people to think about visiting, even after the earthquake. They had many people blogging on their behalf. As I was debating on what to post, I couldn't decide. There are truly many amazing and wonderful places to visit and for this to be my last post, it is hard to pick.
So, I've posted this slide show on previous posts, but I felt it was appropriate for this purpose as well. New Zealand holds a special place in my heart, regardless of how long I've been in the states, I still call it "home."

Aotearoa

They say it was fished from the sea,

Aotearoa,

land of the long white cloud.

The deep seas are calling me,

the mountains are howling my name, to come.

Home.

The land of my ancestors,

the land of my mother,

the land where I am from.

Beautiful with grace, that steals your breath away

runs through my soul, my heart, my blood

engulfs me like a wave of wonder

Home.

Oh, how the sea calls me

Oh, how the mountains howl for me to come,

and I so far away

can hear it loudly

Because I am your lost child

In a world not my own

And my soul yearns to break free,

back to Aotearoa

fished from the sea.