It started small
Like a tiny ripple on a glassy lake
Like a slender petal soon to unfurl into a vibrant blossom
Like the first whisper of cool air announcing winter’s coming embrace
Like an amber arrow of light paving the sunrise’s way.
And then it grew
Like a smile spreading into a chuckle before erupting into laughter
Like a wave graciously building to a tremendous crescendo before tumbling into a frothy mass of bubbles
Like the innumerable grains of sand that are gradually swept into a wondrous dune
Like a deluge of rain miraculously transforming fields from crispy golden to a verdant green.
It was called courage
And it always remained.
Tui Motu Magazine. Issue 248 May 2020