Ruapehu in view

The clouds have grown their reach into
The crown of mighty Ruapehu 
And combed the peaks with dashing wind
As fingers through the alpine green

Ever changing fickle mind of Ruapehu
Turns away to hide from sight
White fog snowcapped shy retreat
Only smiles at sudden blue skies

Flora fauna of Ruapehu that asks of you to
Crouch and spare a glance to note the details 
Shocks of flowers yellow pink and purple
Spring against the horizon of dry barbed grass

The golden pelt and waves of Ruapehu
The kindling blond and long and burrowed
With homes of possums rabbits darting
Away from lazy circles of hawks overhead

And oh the wild horses that sweep the hills
Of mercurial ever-changing Ruapehu
That run beneath the blue of sky and sunset canvas
Has left behind a stately sense of smallness 

In the jigsaw teeth of our role to fit into
This wide world of indifference
And man’s conquest over steel.