Francis and Kaiora Tipene are the passionate proprietors of Tipene Funerals. This is a unique opportunity to look behind the scenes of their business and into this little-explored but vital service, where our culture's last taboo is being addressed with dignity and aroha.
Can't find providers
Tears of the people, like rain from the heavens
Although it is small, it is precious
People pass away, but the land remains forever
My young tōtara has been broken
Farewell oh son, the morning tide is yours, the evening tide is mine
Be it small, it is an act of generosity
Return to your ancestral mountains to be cleansed by the winds of tāwhirimātea
My prized albatross plume is drenched by the mists of sorrow
The tip of the moon has broken away
My love for you will never wane
A child's love for their father is beyond compare
A great mountain can be ascended, but not a great man
What is the most important thing in the world? it is people, it is people, it is people
As one frond dies, another frond rises to take its place
Courage has many resting places
Words can't express how much i love you
Farewell to you, i shall return home
A white heron of a single flight
A person of great endurance
Every star has its own luminance
People are precious
Man is not like the weathered branch of the tītoki, he lives on through his descendents
The sun shines as i shed a tear
Sleep the never ending sleep
This is the day that tears are shed
A constant love, a never ending love
A human bond can never be severed
Love surrounds us
In life, in death, your family is everything
Like the mighty maire in the forest
The sun shines as i shed a tear
Connections between people cannot be severed whereas those of a canoe-rope can
Gloom and sorrow prevail, day and night
Let us nurture our sister and she will mourn for us
Love received demands love returned
The cycle is complete
When the fern frond dies, another rises in its place
When a shoal of maomao passes seaward of nukutaurua, they will never return
If a reed stands by itself it may break, but if in a group, it will be unbreakable
You shall be mourned by those you leave behind
A full cycle is completed
Let us stay close together, not far apart
When the fern frond dies, another grows to take its place
Let us mourn their passing, for it is permanent. not like that of the moon, set to rise again
Connections between people cannot be severed, whereas those of a canoe-rope can
Hold fast to your beliefs, look toward the horizons of the sea
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