Hear a hastening
a happening in the nation,
the call of a thousand voices
Oh
too often we hear
the cries of pain, suicide
violence, indifference...

But now
the clear cascading notes
Songs of birds
totora forest deep,
the very rocks embedded 
in alp snow mountains
and tumbling white water rivers
are calling out a shift,
Above myriad stars stretch 
in daylight unseen;
in night time crystal shimmers
surrounding the steadfast southern cross,
from these galaxy dimensions
emanates the challenge of 
The Light.

"tihe mauri ora"

A karanga,
a call to life
changing the spirit
over the land,

the finger tips
and nose breath,
Christ spirit of God
touches and crisps the air.

Angels and humans stir
alike in the new,
Prayer, prophetic and praise
cloaks are laid in vapour
covering the land 
of the long white clouds,
And from the mist
of a generation gone,
the call to be
fully alive 
dancing in the image
of God,
standing strong 
taking risks
honouring
being love,
knowing the One
being one
knowing He has won.

The call;
to Step together into
the flourishing fullness of God
Alive, fresh in everything.

Ephesians 3:14
Prompt
A call from the land, from God, to revival, prayer, praise and prophetic words. Being alive in God, in Jesus.
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