We get together to weave threads into a tapestry

It’s all about relationships and finding intimacy


Finding the boundaries and then relaxing

So that you have someone holding the line when you are collapsing


Unearth the trauma and start talking

It’s more than medical it includes beach walking


It’s hard to represent someone, let alone all

We all have our voice and experience unique falls


But recovery is collective, it’s about finding roots

Reconnecting with whenua and belonging in groups


Sometimes language is everything, but let’s be pragmatic

Without training and changing attitudes, stereotyping’s automatic


It’s about bonding, bridging, and working together

And acknowledging our distress won’t last forever


Ultimately it’s about hope and striving to make things new

And knowing that trials make us human, we are many, not few.