A shooting star
piercing darkness
an artist
painting a way out
ʻōhiʻa rising from lava
flowing onto the page
raging against the dying
of the trees
shouting, “We hold the keys
to unlock the clouds”
and I could see the forest
in your eyes
and though the earth
still dries
I will water you
into tomorrow
nurturing these seeds
and rejoicing as new life
breaks through the soil
and reaches for the sun.
Your work, sister
has only just begun.
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