Nā ao Melemele

Winds blow from the west, and the sun paints them as an array of ambers. The yellow clouds roll above the sea before they turn dark – until they finally rain gently upon the mountains. 

Before arriving, they rustle the banana trees in auntie’s back yard, who hums with a gentle rhythm. Then in the sudden silence, the air stands still, and the sun breaks through to reveal more Nā ao Melemele. You hear the sound of laughter, and song, as the pitter-patter of rain drops play along with the strumming ukulele. Peace like a river rolls over you, and you can’t help but smile.

Come sing with the Nā ao Melemele, you’re guaranteed to smile…