Mānoa Falls
The path before me, wīnds along leading to the Mānoa Falls, a canopy of Bayan trees overhead, life in full celebration before my eyes. Can you here the slow and steady beat, the rumble cascading from the kingdom above? I sit by the falls pondering the mist landing on my toes, cool and clear and I wonder if I have seen heaven as it should be. Surrounded above and below by the many hues of the rainbow, a warm breeze blowing Orchids to and fro. Sunshine filling every living thing with vitality and beauty beyond, and still I contemplate perfection.
MRW
12/30/08
