A poem about island life in the South Pacific.

Sandy white beaches

sprawled out before the green thatched hut

woven mats on the ground

greeted the three-member family each day.

Daily sustenance of coconuts, pineapples

mango and fish with occasional wild boar

feasted on before a perfect half circle

of torch lights dancing under the moon

with the scent of orchids filling the air.

Kahunas guide our every breath on the island

Lono keeping us safe as we swim in tropical waters

Malama the mother of us all

Pele gracing every volcano

as they dance

we dance

around the fire

on the beach every night

before we fall asleep

listening to the jumping fish

by the shore.

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