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Kuleana

Kuleana

the wind

wept

its tears

that fell

to ash

burning the salt

out of the sea

hard to breathe

above

all belongings

have receded

the memory

lingers

like the leaves

it is hard to grieve

what was

and begin again

but these things

are in the wind

in the land

and in the sea

the blue above

the green below

the sunlight

and the rain

the close of day

when the night

is hard

and the mind is still

tears burn back

the day

it is the way

the heart feels

what it felt

before

and after

TL

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