Beauty of Hawaii never seen, yet it exists within my
mind, reminiscent of it's music and piety of dancing
gracefully on shores of pure white sand.
Standing so majestically, watching waves bounce upon
shores of white foam and float back out to sea.
Breakers always crashing in my memory, although I've
never actually been there except in my mind's eye.
Beauty of Hawaii sings to me in quiet simple songs
and prayers, abidingly.
Waves of future times may one day be mine in reality,
when I have a chance to visit there.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem