Ka ‘Aina Keahialaka

When we began this intimate dance of creation,

You hid, shyly behind a verdant veil

Of forest, fern and vine.

I felt your presence, your breath on my skin,

Your heart beat in my bones

As you wooed me with low tones and tender sighs.

I was seduced and fell hopelessly in love.

I nuzzled into your embrace, and

In the joy of creation

We imagined an exquisitely woven tapestry

Rich in color and texture.

I brushed back long tresses,

Sculpted carefully around roots,

Cleaned debris from your body,

Brushed dust from your face.

And as you hummed softly,

I felt nurtured, warm in the sun.

This amazing fountain of lava is flowing from
 what was  our front yard! (I guess technically 
GPS it still IS our front yard.)

We labored together

Birthing crescent shapes in

Multi-dimensional schematics,

Molded always by sun, rain and time.

Slowly you slipped off your

Layers of heavy coats

Revealing graceful limbs laden with orchids,

Releasing fragrant blooms

Falling soft on pale damp mosses.

I adorned you lavishly; You anointed my skin,

We danced our own rhythm into Beingness

And a splendid radiance, carried on sea breezes

Washed over Everything.

All as if in ritual preparation

To honor your re-awakening

Oh Destroyer and Creatrix!

Pu’uwai  'O Tutu Pele.

And so, we burn, again,

Somewhat befuddled, again,

And we bow, again

In awe.

Lunel Haysmer

© July 6, 2018

(Hoping my use of Hawaiian language
is not disrespectful or inappropriate.)