Kā Roimata o Hinehukatere
Seit geraumer Zeit befinde ich mich nun unterwegs. Auf der Suche, wie ich es so gerne sage. Auf einem Weg, um das zu finden was mein Herz irgendwann verloren hat. Um den Worten zu folgen, die immer wieder über meine Finger fließen und den Kopf davon schwemmen lassen.
In diesen Tagen suche ich nicht nur nach den Türen meiner eigenen Vorstellung. Denn die Inspiration lässt sich überall finden. Und ich bin dankbar dafür, dass ich derzeit an einem so träumerischen Ort verweilen darf. Dass es die Geschichten und Mythen der Einheimischen sind, an deren Worte ich heute anlehnen will.
Once upon a time there was a young girl who lived with the rest of her tribe at the foot of Mount Aoraki. They said that's its forbidden to climb Aoraki cause the gods are resting at its peak. Often did her ancestors tell her story's stories about fallen warriors, brave men and fearless soldiers, trying to reach the throne of the gods themselves. All stories ended the same. Without mercy they were blown off the cliffs by Tāwhirimātea, the god of wind and storm. However, the wrath of the gods did not stop there. Nor did it end with such simple, but tragic deaths. Rūaumoko's fury for not following one simple rule ended in horrible earthquakes. And when his anger was the worst the mountains erupted and lava flew like blood into the valley, destroying everything on its way. Nevertheless, Hinehukatere did not fear the gods or their anger. She desired to see what no one else had seen before.
One day, when she saw her chance to sneak out, she left the village and started climbing. She climbed far without turning back once. And, when she stopped to look back, her breath was taken away. Wide green fields, barely touching the mountains, were laying untouched before her. An ocean drew a line at the horizon in a far distance, she could not tell how far it was at all. But there was more water than she could ever imagine. Surrounded by the mountains, she never would have dreamed of such a paradise. So much beauty to look upon to. And looking down at the home of her ancestor she started to realize how small the world she knew was. This view touched her heart and from this day on she climbed as often as possible, always trying to reach higher and higher, unable to forget the feeling of freedom she felt when her eyes captured her surroundings.
Years passed by and Hinehukatere fell in love. He was a strong warrior, able to defeat every other challenger and surpass every task her ancestors throw at him. And so Wawe became her lover. Said to be without fear she asked him to join her for a climb high into the mountains. Wawe's pride and his love for her forbid him to deny her request, and so they set out across the foothills and up into the mountains. Compared to her he was less experienced climbing difficult terrain , but his strength and the mindset to accompany his beloved one helped him to keep up with her.
As they climbed Wawe became afraid. Again and again he was looking back, watching the world growing smaller and smaller underneath his feet. Together with his trembling legs, which were not used to such a labour, and his numb fingers he was barely able to follow Hinehukatere. She seemed to be further away with every step he made. At first he still was able to hear her cheerfully voice, asking him how beautiful it was. But with every breath her sound vanished and his sight blurred. When he fell he could see Hinehukatere one last time. Shock was written on her face while her hand tried to reach out to him.
The loss Hinehukatere felt was overwhelming. Her heart broke when the mountain took her lover away. With the pain of being alone she started to cry. Her sorrow was so big, that she could not stop. Tears were rolling down her face and grew into a small river. Following Wawe the stream grew stronger and stronger. After a long time the river turned into a waterfall.
The gods were always watching. They saw a fearless girl climbing their throne, and they let it happen. Cheering for her when she set foot on the mountain and reached higher than anyone ever before. They enjoyed her keen eyes looking upon their creation and started to love the brave woman she became. But love is a strange thing. And with envy eyes the gods became jealous when Hinehukatere brought Wawe with her to climb Aorangi again.
Still...
the gods loved her. Seeing her pain and feeling the river she was
crying for Wawe, they came to regret what they did. Unfortunately,
even they were not able to return what they took. Impressed by her
pure and endless love, they froze her tears, turning the endless
river and rushing waterfall into cold, and slowly moving blue crystal
ice.
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