image to enlarge WITNESSING THE SURF RIDERS / OAHU, 1798
The Island harbors subtle airs,
Zephyrs, wherein
Scimitar shaped reefs arrest
Sleek billows aqua
Almond cavern’d eyes
In soaring wings, where
Liquid curtains fly
And bend in graceful
Arc’s caress, like folding hands
Upon which strides, in soars
And sweeping fans
The gold hued dancers
Feline in finesse and form
From deeper sea to distant shore
Their fragile steeds do
Race each fringing crest —
Of all earth’s pleasures,
Is this not the best?
Richard Arthur Love 07/07/1998
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