In the depths of darkness, night unfurls its cloak,

Revealing a canvas adorned with celestial stroke.

A tapestry  of wonder, a jewel-lit sky,

Above us all, constellations sparkle up high.

 

Each glimmering jewel, a radiant star,

Etching tales of beauty in realms afar.

Their twinkling dance, a symphony of light,

Guiding lost souls through the velvet night.

 

The moon, a guardian, casting its gentle glow,

Bathing the world in an ethereal show.

A spotlight, illuminating a pitch black page,

As constellations, tell stories of ancient age.

 

The Mātariki constellation, full of 9 sisters,

This constellation represents Māori new year with its tale full of new beginnings and twisters.

 

Pōhutukawa, a star full of love for the ones who have passed,

As their souls leave the earth and rise up in the heavens at last.

 

Tupuānuku, helps us grow crops on the ground,

Where all the winter vegetables can be found.

 

Tupuārangi, is connected to all the soaring creatures in the sky,

And also provides us with berries and elevated kai.

 

Waitī connects us with our rivers, lakes and streams,

And all the fresh water  that makes all our awa gleam.

 

Waitā, the twin of Waitī  looks after salt water lakes,

And all the salt water creatures, like our fish, with the shiniest of flakes.

 

Waipuna-ā-rangi, waters our crops with her rain,

So thank her when you see a blossomed flower across the terrain.

 

Ururangi, is the reason there is wind in the sky,

And helps all the birds glide, flutter and fly.

 

Hiwai-i-te-rāngi, to Māori was their fixing magician,

Who they would tell all their problems and New Years Resolutions.

 

And finally Mātariki, the eldest of them all,

She means health, and well-being while looking after us during summer, winter, spring and fall.