• The long-lasting fragrance of
    Plumeria fills the air at
    the dawn of midnight,
    who whispers to Mahina,
    who gazes down upon Kai,
    who restlessly sways the Honu,
    that travel soundlessly to shore.

    One carries the small bud
    along the shoreline and she
    nests the seedlings into
    the warmth of night.
    Looking back, a great smile
    is engraved on her face
    as she races back
    into the Wai.

    Days and nights fly
    past like the reincarnation of
    reluctant summers,
    cracks peak open from
    the burrowed ground.

    Small smudges of green
    crawl along the cool sand
    and embrace Kai's rough
    and jagged freedom.

    The long-lasting fragrance of
    Plumeria fills the air at
    the dawn of midnight,
    who whispers to Mahina,
    who gazes down upon Kai,
    who restlessly sways the Honu,
    that travel through the cycle of
    Rebirth and Annihilation;
    Prayers for all is Pau...