Kahala Lei

21 November 2025

As the summer breeze flows through the trees

Birds chatter in a distance humming a symphony

The soft midmorning sun blesses her cheeks

While she toils in the garden happily.

A new dawn has come to brighten the life

Of a woman who once was burdened with strife

Refreshed from a past so filled with pain

Redemption of a soul once left out in the rain.

Friends are far and few in between

People tell stories but don't know what it means

Those people have become former adversaries

Because they no longer hold power over she.

Kahala Lei

circa Nowemapa 2025

The sounds of silence are louder than any word compilation

Expectations of a presence, when yet there is none to be had

Listening with one large mouth, but not two capable ears

Never hearing reasoning, for that would state formidable revelation

Emotional wounds preferred over ideal thoughts of elation

Legacy ghosts float while shouting unheard wisdom

Presence viewed as confrontation, breeching shame

Friends seeking self-service by claiming representation

Because absence speaks in volumes.

Kahala Lei

Sacred actions, sacred places.

Keep it pono for all human races.

No need struggle for what's not yours

No need fight unresolved wars.

Simply bring it back to its roots.

Then we will see the spiritual news.

Ancestors will lead us to what is right.

Visitors will honor this sacred site.

It simply starts with just one you

To check on things by driving through.

By stopping down, your presence is known

No more desecration of a sacred site alone.

Kahala Maui

Kahala Lei

Writer & Advocate