The Hawaiian Vacation

  From city grey, to island green, I flew, To air so warm, and skies a cloudless blue. The scent of plumeria, a fragrant, sweet design, And salty breeze, a kiss like honey wine. The sand like sugar, stretching white and far, Reflecting sunlight, just beneath a star. With gentle waves that lap the quiet shore, Aloha greeted, knocking at my door. I swam in waters, clear as any glass, And watched the sea turtles gracefully pass. I hiked through forests, lush with tropic earth, Where nature’s colors glowed with brilliant mirth. The distant drumming, a rhythmic, steady sound, Of waves on lava, built on hallowed ground. A hula danced, a story softly told, Of ancient legends, and of myths of old. From sunrise walks, to sunsets fiery bright, The days were painted, full of golden light. A memory carved, of stillness and of grace, Of sunlit laughter, in this blessed place.
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Relentless

 

Upon the path where others turn away,

A lonely shadow lengthens through the day.

The drum of purpose beats within the chest,

Allowing neither compromise nor rest.


It is the wind that carves the desert stone,

A will that speaks in every grinding groan.

The hunter's eye that seeks a single prize,

Reflected in the wide and hollow skies.


It is the hammer, striking cold and clean,

The turning of the ever-grinding screen.

The climb that scoffs at mountain's icy breath,

A vow to journey onward until death.


The finish line is not a place of ease,

But one more mile to conquer and to seize.

The quarry always just beyond the sight,

A fire burning in the deepest night.


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