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Te Ahu Ahu Marae
The Swan Family
The Sun Dial
Central is Mokoia Island. The township pulls its water from Awahou to feed into and around the motu. Awahou, a sacred place for the fish and bird life flowing out into the lake of rotorua. The island famed as Rangiwewehi's homeland with all the magic and bling of the patupaiarehes.
The Gold Swan
The gold swan represents the mana whenua line chosen when koroua could see into the future those who will best serve and preserve the mauri of the river life.
The Blue Swan
She who calls first to the dead from the living like the sound of a living flute. Her soprano sound the tone of their alignment in the heavens as they line their side of the afterlife prepared to accept manuhiri on their lands, appeased by her mahi to call on manuhiri.
The Black Swan
Workers with mana. Built to last. The black swan weaves the mauri for the tribe not the individuals. She is a warrior born to serve the faith of papakainga through her innocence.
The Rainbow Swan
Two swans makes a Hei Tiki. She is the mystic myth. The rainbow swan has it all. All the gifts and she is always female, and always works in faith for the church of the people.
The Silver Swan
The ultimate male speaker who speaks with wisdom and knowledge from his wairua of the paepae world of Te Aho Tapu. No matter where he travels, his feet stand and they become papakainga itself echoing the chants and dance
Swan Lake
Whetu has always been sacred to Maori. A Cloak reverberates the familiar patterns of seven and other prime numbers in a family. Numbers were arithmatised by universal navigation counting star spaces above that visually could be reflected in the bloodline itself. It can be a sign puhiariki were weaving Te Aho Tapu thread of bone and blood.
To westerners, the Rose line is a sacred line, to Papa it is the only line of succession to share his Rangatira story. Hidden secrets of the wharenui hold further burrowed secrets within the patterned layout and resourced materials. Hidden in the colourful weaves of his five youngest granddaughters, a brush between north and south of papakainga land that had been in his family since migration. No other whakapapa can live on his land, he made sure the lore would always force them to retreat homeward themselves.
Mokoia Island holds many secrets from the public including the gathering of the battalion before they left for the first world war.
