Mist emerges from a fallen stream

150 feet above and pools below,

Between a ring of rocks and mud.

The water is pure from this morning’s

Rain. Drunk off fresh air I continue

My descent of Manoa Falls.

Muddy trails make well-worn paths,

Slippery slopes with tiny trickles

Of runoff rain that escape into bamboo

Forests of the Ko’oau Mountainside.

Overgrown trees hang over my head

Letting a few rays of sunlight dance

Through thick leaves as ‘Amakihi sing

Their beautiful song. At the base

Of the Ko’oau Mountainside the stream

Still trickles past my feet.  The tranquil

Sound of rippling water calms me.

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