Friday, 10 March 2017


Pirongia Mountain

      The mythical giant towering tall above us.
                She will always be there.
       Standing tall and proud in the howling wind.
            Her arms Stretched outward.
      Her head tipped heavenly, welcoming the sunshine.
     Sometimes she's nearly invisible in the thick fog.
       But today she wore a halo of golden sunshine .
                She will always be there.
                 A mythical stone giant.
                Standing alone in the fog.

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