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Calls echo beneath the ice from ocean hapū, far off in the distance.
Our Ocean Atua, Tangaroa and Hinemoana, respond… and the tide turns.
The tide turns, the ice melts and Te Kāunga looks for Te Hira.
But she is fast and cunning. She can hide in the realm of Tāne to nurture her young.
There is peace here amongst the slow cycles; the colossal currents.
Like Maui, we make time to slow down and reflect.
The song of Hira under the ice invites us to stop!
… listen…and be calm amidst the chaos of Man.

Imagescape: Dr Johnson Witehira

Soundscape: Warren Maxwell