It came back in a dream
The birth of something greater
Than the average mind can fathom
It came back in reality
A call from mother
To see how's our day
A visual warning
A shark near a bay
As the sun kissed my shoulders rosy
The clock struck noon, calling
Time has come for the vision, said
Gentle whispers in the breeze
On to the quest we go, boys
Always with me on a spiritual journey
To assist what Mommy never needs
But always needs to have
To make it safely
On her journey.
Next comes a phone call
Emergency at Ho'okipa salt farm
I was led to the place where
The vision took place
It all came at once
Noho i ka wai.
We went down to see the shark
Was caught last night, early morn
Throwback, black tip shark baby
Found dead by the shore
Taken aside by Anakala Riki
Ready for protocol to commence
Not a moment too fast
Then the dream was revealed
The vision spoke twice
I knew in an instant
The message was sent
I got it and watched
For it to happen again
And happen it did
The vision was clear
Anakala confirmed
With words spoken sincere
One more confirmation
Came after that gong
It came from the mouth
Of an Uncle named Kong
Two doves had followed
From cliff top to shoreline down
Came back to the top and
Just kept flying around
They came from the left
Each time they came down
They patterned in circles
To my left, all around
The promise is coming
The vision is true
Puzzle pieces are fitting
Now let's follow through
Noho i ka wai
Who dwells by the sea
Protect the environment
Let them feed the lahui
Guardian angel
Of light and life
Guide us all through
Good times and strife
With shark laid to rest
Protocol followed, blessed
Time for us to go
Noho i ka wai once more shows
The little boy returned
In real life, that's right
As he ran by, a flash!
A scroll with Noho i Ka Wai
My visions are over
4 = 2 + 2
Then my son comes to me
Another vision pursued
Gentle breezes occur
Listen to the message
It will tell you something
That's a voice from heaven
Listen to her, her wisdom is true
My son replied, that wisdom is you
That wisdom is yours, mom
It comes from above and
You're able to manifest it
Through your purity in love
You're able to work with it
You're able to see, you know
How to nurture creation
Making the simplest life grow
You're ready and able
To save what you can
To uphold the sacred covenant
To malama this land.
I can already see
How much you've made change
You don't care about credit
You don't care about fame
I can already see
What my mom can do
And I'm not giving credit
Just because I love you
That baby is birth of
Something life giving and new
That baby you'll raise
For it belongs to you
It might not be a baby
In the physical sense
It might represent
Something deeply intense
It could be the organization
Or a new meaning to life
It could be a new season
Birthed without strife
Kahala Lei
Blood Money Poets
copyright 2017
Guide us all through
Good times and strife
With shark laid to rest
Protocol followed, blessed
Time for us to go
Noho i ka wai once more shows
The little boy returned
In real life, that's right
As he ran by, a flash!
A scroll with Noho i Ka Wai
My visions are over
4 = 2 + 2
Then my son comes to me
Another vision pursued
Gentle breezes occur
Listen to the message
It will tell you something
That's a voice from heaven
Listen to her, her wisdom is true
My son replied, that wisdom is you
That wisdom is yours, mom
It comes from above and
You're able to manifest it
Through your purity in love
You're able to work with it
You're able to see, you know
How to nurture creation
Making the simplest life grow
You're ready and able
To save what you can
To uphold the sacred covenant
To malama this land.
I can already see
How much you've made change
You don't care about credit
You don't care about fame
I can already see
What my mom can do
And I'm not giving credit
Just because I love you
That baby is birth of
Something life giving and new
That baby you'll raise
For it belongs to you
It might not be a baby
In the physical sense
It might represent
Something deeply intense
It could be the organization
Or a new meaning to life
It could be a new season
Birthed without strife
Kahala Lei
Blood Money Poets
copyright 2017
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