Road To Hana Poem by Michael Pruchnicki

Last night I dreamt of the bus
I rode in from Hana to Ke'anae
where the arboretum is
in northeast Maui

Green mountains surround
remote Hana - the highway
crosses narrow bridges
over streams

flowing from Haleakala
through terrain lush
with fields of flowers
to the blue Pacific

Aloha we exclaim
as the bus jounces along
past Wai'anapanapa
all the way to Wailua

I dreamt and seemed
to smell the salty ocean
again and feel sunshine
in my face - Aloha!