"Letter to an Eastern Wind"

Im sittin on the center of heart of a 30 ft Kamoni Tree.
It's flat with 6 long arms that reach like 40 feet each
Pronounced (Ka Mon Nee) it's leaves are massive, light green,
and growing like over fed young Pakalolo trees
There Lichen growing strong on the strong Y's and curving branches
that form into rounded sheilds
protecting bark grown images of locomotive harpen blues musicians
and the goddess bowing to the dance...
This place is alive!!
And sustaining and creating it's own energy, it's own... breath
reaching the peaceful rest of infants...
If I stand up, I can stand up past the canopy and brilliant golden light from many distances
almost blinding!.... but ocean......
Black mountains covered in rain forest red dirt
There are whales!!
Jumping and swimming and playing, siging songs of akashic memory
but we must earn to see them by opening our I
I recently heard that some of the deepest Pacifics are not too far from our surf
so there many shelves that hold crystal clear bluish green coral tunnels and caverns
that travel all through the underwater ways...
The waves break far enough out that it's like the largest swimming pools on earth
filled with plethras of colorful fish and generations of promising grand babies...
We have visited forests that breathe upon entrance
like walking on pandora,
vines explode from the tops of Philodendron blanketed forest walls
and hang like rope dreadlocks to the fern softened forest floor
where the multi-colored lizzards stop to recognize you...
The varigation of the leaves of EVERYTHING!!!
are the paint mixing tables for the ten hands of the creator!
The humidity, the life health of very small sprouts, the majesty of the bowing trees, the distant yet familiar faces in passing....
This place is for the children, and for the mother
because children become the parents of the mother of the thunder..
Kauai holds the space of intelligent innocense or Ali'i of the land
a place where the foot trails swell when it rains
and respectful hands build the shrines of global forgiveness
From the moment i set foot on this island
the southern sun started to surgically reattach my confidence
a confidence that will go on to live it's appreciation in every conversation,
every idea, every climb, every musical connection!
Kauai is garden iris around every human pupil
she is the treefort build by fire and softened by ocean's time
she is a galactic global whirlpool, pulliong from all over the earth
All great warrior spirits to meet again and celebrate
this great dance of authenticity....