The Heart Tree

Today I lost a piece of my heart.

But that’s not really true as I know where it is, I know what it looks like and I know how it fits back in.

Today I planted a seed of my heart. It’s left a hole of yearning. Gaping raw edges.

But my heart will heal. And the seed will grow.

It’s not the first time. And my heart is both weaker and stronger for it.

There’s a sapling in Kotirana and a now seed in Otāko.

And there’s Pride in this heart. That the heart tree is growing. Nourished by familiar soils. To blossom with aroha when we’re together again.

Poipoia te kakano kia puawai