Going the Distance

A flock of seabirds

frolicking in the sand

mimicking one another

playing catch me if you can

As one takes off into the air

it’s joined by a dozen more

gliding over rippling waves

ready to explore

The vastness of the coral reefs

full of little surprises

landing to feed just a bit

as the morning sun arises

The group takes off in flight again

the tide begins to swirl

flying where the wind may take them

waking up the world

Sea of Forgetfulness

The same calm waters

that once brought peace

are no longer familiar

the recollection of the past

of times that were good

are no longer recognizable

Like a stranger in a foreign land

those memories of old

are churned by the crashing waves

tossed and turned

twisted and swirled

surrendered to the sands of time

and then a glimmer of light

peeks through opaque clouds

and a moment of clarity appears

into the sea of forgetfulness

castaway all my fears

Shine

Shadows no longer hold power

blurring beauty of such strength

the vibrance of this flower

a breakthrough of great lengths

Once bound by low vibrations

chained in grayish mode

self love breaks fear of holding back

a healing journey unfolds

A hint of growth

potential inside

a blossoming effect foretold

the unfinished story of faith and hope

a tale worth more than gold

The Lavender Tree

There once stood a lavender tree

distinct from all the rest

it had no leaves nor bore no fruit

but thriving nonetheless

With roots deeply grounded

blanketed in the same green grass

unequal in beauty to it’s towering neighbors

but whose foundation could not surpass

The sturdiness of the lavender tree

with branches reaching open sky

seeking the affection of sunlit rays

kissed by invisible energy supply

Illusion

How radiant you are

as eyes are drawn in

hypnotized by the shimmer of lights

illuminating shadows within

How clever you are

as minds are drawn in

like moths to a flame

false potential therein

How attractive you are

as hearts truthfully unfold

those bright lights are a decoy

all that glitter isn’t gold

Dreams

As sunset glistens upon the sand

and billowing waves flow hand in hand

long lost dreams resurface again

kept in safety

in the promised land

A desire within

that wants to be birthed

but timings not right

to see it’s full worth

Then out of the depths of ocean blue vaults

arises old dreams

once brought to a halt

That same passion, that same fervor

locked away long ago

more than can be imagined

when you see dreams start to grow

Heart

It’s time to get your feet wet

standing on edge

taking that dive

Saying to yourself

“I’m feeling alive”

It’s time to get your feet wet

back in the game

and jumping right in

you’ve met rock bottom

but you’re starting again

It’s time to get your feet wet

dreams are still alive

you’re vision still calls to you

strength of spirit being revived

It’s time to get my feet wet

taking that leap of faith

call me a sucker for believing better in life

risking it all with a passionate embrace

The Lovers



Sheltered by mountain veil

nourished by misty rains

an awakening of the heart of lehua

a blossom of flaming red

born of fire some have said

united in love to ʻōhiʻa

hearts forever entwined

fate predefined

his strength is what sustains her

But it is often said

plucking this blossom will bring ahead

misty rains

her tears are shed

separating the lovers ʻōhiʻa and lehua

New Beginnings

Change is here

time has spoken

my moment to rise

space is broken

Divinely purposed

burdened to bear

painful truth

heart unspared

Kept in silence

alone and confounded

darkness has passed

re-rooted and grounded

New eyes, new strength, new me

endless possibilities

solo jubilee!

Radiant wings of color

gladly earned inductee

into the hall of metamorphosis

I am an honoree

Bourgeoisie (Hawaiian Monk Seal)

Caught red handed

surfing the sea

this young monk seal

sneaking up on me

with big black eyes

as curious can be

coming in stealth

and fancy free

Such a confident posture

held to a T

with an attitude of

“you ain’t got nothing on me”

built like a torpedo

no common fish from the sea

I’m “native” to these islands

the original VIP

So if you see me basking on the sand or laying on the reef

I acknowledge you and you acknowledge me

space is what I desire

to live & be care free

try carrying “endangered species” on your back

and not behaving bourgeoisie