. .. ...  The Nution's were an epic race ~
To Earth, from outer-space.
The late 60's, they arrived ~
Finding humans to be guides.
On psychedelics, saw them clear ~
Shared the message, not to fear.
Hippies and bikers, were best attuned ~
Away from cities, under the moon.
Ramblers, travelers, freedom bound ~
Were connected, through the ground.
Inner Earth they'd give birth ~
Mixed races, vibrant mirth.
Celebrating a future time ~
2020 Aquarian opening, living in rhyme.
Love and abundance, great oneness age ~
Nution philosophers, wisdom sage.

 ... Not one but two, Kanaka Maoli (Hawaiian) ~
Friends I hadn't seen in ages. Both in a single day.
Hugs and blessings sharing. Both taught me so much ~
Cultural unveiling, history hailing and in this new now play!
Luka was the one that gave me my name ~
Kealakekua, where he was born and raised.
The other showed me 1959 control. Forced to be a state ~
None could speak their natural language, punished her and her friends.
Traumatic for the children, free flow end.
Change inevitable, run its course. Yin/yang, freedom/force ~
While still filtering in, lifting the dark. For we are headed back, to the start.
Once was all one unity, community ~
Coming new earth, Sovereignty. Love on course.

 . .. ... Fresh day of Summer, Solstice energy alive alight ~ 
Gift my favorite Coffee shop, exotic colored sight!
Spin the Maui Story with tourists of other lands ~
Let them marvel at the flowers here, be extra happy fans!
Inside, yummy treats with pleasant pleasing baristas ~
Or outside under the large blue sky & view the West Hill vistas.
Local artists paint and write, huddled in a group ~
Or out the door for a smoke, perched upon the stoop.
Children draw, lots of room to sprawl, moms & dads relax ~
Fun music fills the air with lots of care to share, such pax!

 . .. ...  Fresh body urge with purpose ~
Learn and grow, so much to know.
Mimick speech, expressions and gestures ~
Develop new seeds to sow.
Come of age, self awakes ~ 
Individuality simmers and bakes.
Ingredients merge, choices splurge ~
Decisions multiply  & abate.
Trial and error, good or not ~
Find value, in that is sought.
Seeking pleasure, finding treasure ~
Secrets, don't get caught.
Wings sprout, off on your own ~
Wild, wonderful, free.
Test the water, colder, hotter ~
​Just whom you wanna be.

 . .. ... Cast a line blind, hook to the sea ~
Floater buoyant, correct depth to see.
Shiner flashing, bait to entice ~
What fish may see, toss of the dice.
Ocean vibrance shimmering tide ~
Expansive breadth, forever wide.
Giant or small, clear water or murk ~
Survival of the fittest, together work.
Human consumption, singular or mass ~
Feed the family or great nets cast.
Dredge for the shrimp, coral disrupt ~
Man the predator, men a few is enough.
Right or wrong a living song ~
Giving or getting, abundance or gone.
Change can count on, move forward or back ~
Evolution, a natural fact.
Hooray for the red side, blue is bad ~
For each the reverse, both are right.
Choices, different voices, life dark and light ~
Clear correctness, depends on ones sight.
Who's the winner, rules of a game ~
​Red or blue are equal, won is the same.

 . ..    Tall, Leith, so sublime ~
Feeling, swelling in mind.
On the prowl my focus shifts ~
Aesthetics many, abundant ifs.
The sea, rivers, sharers and givers ~
People and places, happy smiling faces.
This land of sand, living earth ~
Ocean motion, seeds to birth.
Summer heat, warn comfort feet ~
Winter fireside, up on heath.
Silhouettes of ghosts appear ~
Some embrace, others fear.
Wise from age, youth engage ~
Wide to learn, grandparent sage.
Cyclic patterns revolve evolve ~
New generation, wisdom save.

 . ..   Looking good, slip and slide ~
Baby darlin, ya got my eye.
Ya have that look, makes me cook ~
That rhythm and groove, got me hooked.
Legs slender long, nothing wrong, 
Satisfaction guaranteed ~
Style and grace, makes my heart race,
I wanna plant my seed.
Strip to the ground, hands all around,
Flavor savor delight ~
Shake that butt, overflow my cup,
Girl ya got it just right.
Deep and sensual, aware so wise,
Energy strong, knowledge eyes ~
Love your flow, you sow, I grow,
​So attracted to your sexy guise.

 . .. ...  Maui summer morning, sun and breeze ~
Gentle stimulation, perpetual ease.
Drifting clouds of Tradewinds flow ~
From around Haleakala, to the West Hills go.
Through the Central Valley opposite spin ~
From along the Southside, up through and in.
Converging directions mix again ~
Swirling patterns that twist and bend.
Ah the peace, traffic slows ~
The rush to work, eases the go.
Patience at Paia, red light halt ~
No ones fault, just the way, a via.
Speed bumps up, off and on ~
Into town, different directions spawn.
Here and there, motorway faire ~
come and go, long distance or near.
Maui movement, air and earth ~
Soon be burning, sunshine scorch.
Pull off the road, to the ocean ~
Chilling immersion, calm cool tide.

 . .. ...  Streaming in a river delight ~
Change manifest such abundance so right.
Synchronicity falls into place ~
Expands, contracts, then fills the void space.
Balancing blend, breathing in and sending ~
Exchange a connection shared.
Each individual yet part also residual ~
Love entertained with care.
We are all of micro and macro ~
Mirrors we see one another clear.
With the aether and beyond ~
Elemental fire, water, earth and air.

 . .. ...  Hoping belief, have relief, not some sort of fray ~
May it work out, turn about, without pieces in disarray.
Change brews, movement stews ~ soon time to move house ~
I liked this place, an aesthetic space, please no flames to douse.
A few homes away so no big play, but smaller from what I discern ~
Older too, haven't yet seen, mixed feelings give some concern.
Has no open air porch and has little storage too ~
Thinking worry, undecided jury, oh what will I do.
Some sort of shed with screened walls for air?
​A solid roof for rain, other things, be aware?
Enough room to store and a cooling breeze ~
A chill space, soft chairs and a nice table for ease...

Alright, mystery sandwich solved ~
Took a bite, went and looked, feel more resolved.
The space is nice indeed, I and my stuff will fit ~
Once  settled in, a pleasant weave I shall knit.