From my new bedroom window
the mouth of I’ao stretches wide and deep
inviting those who hear to commune with her
those in reverence to sit with her in gratitude
for the aina, e lani, e kai…
those with humbled and open hearts
to pule e mele with her… for her.
She teases moana with sweet breezes
giving and taking across the short expanse between them
and in their exchange, offering her ha to us
blessing each room on this hale
with the mana of all who rest in her
and all who lie in the sea.
There is no more sacred space than Wailuku nei
no more precious gifts than those of this land and sky and ocean.
I am small in their presence.