Hawai'i Preparatory Academy

    65-1692 Kohala Mountain Road

    Kamuela, Hawaii, 96743

    Copyright 2018

    Balance, Pause

    May 2, 2018




    The forest is a place of quiet

    A place where you can’t hear the noise

    Of constant voices and continual motion

    A place where the only thing you can see

    Is growth, with each layer of brush

    Adding more and more and more

    To the whole tableau of greenery


    The forest is a place of noise

    A place where there is unending life

    The crackle of leaves kicked aside

    By animals racing between the trunks

    In some mad dash for who-knows-what

    And even the very earth beneath your feet is alive

    Churning insects kicking off the circle of life

    Time and time again


    The forest is a place of balance

    Where seeds falling from the trees

    Fall to the ground

    And while some take hold

    And others never grow old

    Balance flourishes between every cell





    Between silence and noise

    Life and death

    Taking bits and pieces of your chaos

    And creating equilibrium



    The ephemerality of morning dewdrops on a dandelion

    One breath away from exploding onto the winds of time

    Has me frozen in place, keeping my lungs from exhaling

    For fear of bringing the insubstantial future into the fixed present

    And destroying this moment in which I have found myself


    We have all been told that nothing lasts forever

    And yet I will find myself hoping that just this time

    This short lived flower will hold just a bit longer

    And stay glistening in the early morning light

    With rainbows refracted in the thawing dew


    This frozen moment too will soon thaw and disappear

    Like smoke through my grasping fingers

    But for now I hold my breath for just a little while longer

    In a futile attempt to preserve this beauty that I have found

    For as long as I am able

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