Isalei

Calling me
from afar beneath
my mountain where
my father buried my belly
button and my mother wove
her baskets. Coconuts trees
line her shores and white
sands fill her beaches where I
use to cast my net and roast
my fish and watch her sunset.
There is simplicity everywhere
and the songs of birds in the
air. No matter where I go
Isalei lia I promise I will
always come
back to
you.
Meredith Meredith 2015