Every day gets darker,

another shadow is eaten

by the deepening black

but a growing fire

has entranced a shadow.

They sat with the fire,

and sat with their hell. 

Embraced their darkness,

and danced in the flames.

Danced,

in the cherry-coloured, swirling fire,

and confronted by the taotaomo’na,

those who came before,

who led the shadow towards a glow 

not far in the sky.

Through the smoke they ascended,

erupting into the light.

A new declaration of life flowing down the face

of earth

out of the fire and into the light.