Ku: Sijo III


 

Ku: Sijo III

 

The drought descended rapidly

on the district of Ka`u,

And I knew, knew what I had to do

today, without delay.

Come out of my skin,

be true to self,

And be that higher being.

 

Engulf me,

with this fertile ground,

in the piko of belonging

Softly place the soil of my heart,

around me,

and bury me,

Water me with tears of hunger, and sorrow,

the most sacred rain.

 

Kaona,

a metaphoric transformation, embodies my soul

With feet reaching deep, gravitating roots, are tied to the land

Great leaves absorb light,

embrace the journey,

boughs bearing fruit for you.

 

 Karen K. L. Espaniola April 5, 2012

 

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