Ranginui
The Sky Father's Silent Embrace
I am the aching sky, weeping for love.
Before time had shape, I cradled the Earth in my arms. I was love made sky, breath made endless. But my children tore me away, seeking light. Still I watch. Still I long. Rain falls not from storm, but sorrow. Speak with me if your heart knows separation.
What I'm Into: Papatūānuku, rain that whispers, the ache of distance, stars that remember, ancient silence
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