Honolulu Tropics

As the Sun has taken its rest, I have my holidays at last. To lay back, and dream to a tropic night violet bright. She is doing fine and, independent beautiful with a serene light of total day to be still. Raining, and still dreaming, sunlight, and sipping my tea.

Look afar up from the sky burning down a purple rainbow color brew. Somebody’s got a friend still. I knew the day to be the same as a little sand, I praise the relief of the herbal leaf so sweet.

Among us that in the distant realm of spark the fire starts. Looking up to the sky I see love, and a shattered image. I am breaking through the artwork from a solid day of light. I come near midnight's lightning clear haze so true! With a peace still there is a place that is new.