Poetry

Does a wave’s white foam ripple consciously reach for the welcoming sandy shore 

as if attempting to achieve a 

lofty goal? 

Or is each wave simply and joyfully dancing her dharma?

At the moment where 

time stands still 

for that individual ripple 

...

resting between 

arriving and departing

 ...

does the wave grieve 

that she has arrived 

and will inevitably recede, 

releasing her individuality, 

moving back into the expansive ocean?

Or does the ripple 

arrive in all her glory, 

celebrating the moment with 

the sparkling blessings of the sun, knowing she has the 

mighty strength and 

never ending support of the grand ocean behind her?

Present to enjoy the magic of the split second of stillness before gracefully sliding back into that from which she came.

©Leana Dawn

📷Leana Dawn

Ponder this …

If you were the sun 

your job would be to 

greet the world each morning 

bright and early in all your glory to light up the world 

illuminating the life of 

everyone you came in 

contact with.

You would rise and shine 

with your brilliance 

reflecting off of the moon, 

and you would not 

judge your reflection, or apologize for your beauty.

Now and then a 

raincloud will pass over, 

but you do not stop shining. 

You offer your brilliant light, 

as you do every other moment 

of every day.

And the most amazing 

thing happens when you 

shine your light 

through rain-drops …

The glory of your light mixing with the dewy sky creates a magical, colorful rainbow. 

And every night, as the sun sets, 

it thanks the universe for 

it’s place in the world 

by offering a dance of colors 

in the sky that is an 

ever changing masterpiece.

So be like the sun! 

Embrace yourself fully. 

Don’t compromise yourself 

for anyone or anything. 

Never apologize for who you are, 

or judge your reflection as anything less than a 

beautiful miracle. 

Graciously offer gratitude to the Universe at least once a day. 

And find a way to 

leave the world more beautiful 

than the way you found it.

©Leana Dawn

📷Leana Dawn

What if I told you that 

you lack nothing

What if I told you that 

you are divine

That the God you seek to know 

is inside of you.. 

and me and the 

waters of the earth … 

and the sun that shines …

but yes, what if I told you 

that you are divine

What if I told you that 

everything is interconnected … 

everything … 

people, animals, planets – 

the past, the present 

and the future

That what happens in 

South Africa 

affects what happens in Hawaii

And what happens in the 

oceans affects 

what happens in our sky

What if I told you, 

you are powerful 

beyond measure – 

You've got gifts 

within you and 

have access to 

powerful energy that will 

blow your mind

What if I told you that 

you are an exquisite, 

beautiful, light and love 

filled being – 

and that the world needs 

to hear and experience you’re heart beat, your voice, 

your unique essence and 

creative expression.

What if I told you the 

purpose of life 

is to experience and to share 

love, peace and joy.

What if you believed 

everything I just said?

I believe it …

You are magic, and 

live in an enchanted world

There are infinite 

possibilities available to you – 

limitations are an illusion

You are love, love is supreme, 

infinite love pulses through you, and supports you

You are innately 

beautiful and radiant

You are a brilliant gift to the world

So it is

©Leana Dawn

📷Leana Dawn

She’ll Never Knock

She’ll slowly roll up - 

brilliant, fierce, 

graceful and powerful - 

pure divine creatrix

Her smokin’ hot 

red and black ensemble in 

‘a’a or pahoehoe 

will take your breath away

She’ll arrive with 

sovereign authority 

as if she owned the land 

we call ours - 

because she does

She’ll Never Knock

She’ll arrive with 

explosive glowing showers

Earth cracking open 

as she dances in 

bursting fountains 

toward Wākea’s sky

Her steamy breath 

browning the forests, 

silencing coqui, stirring kanaka

Her hair and tears 

sentimental, abrasive 

reminders of her 

glorious nobility

Fierce destruction, 

spectacular beauty

She’ll Never Knock

If she arrives at your hale – 

there’s no choice but to 

receive the devastatingly 

humble and righteous gift
of hosting a goddess

E Komo mai

A deep divine cleanse – 

an unasked-for opportunity 

for renewal

She’ll Never Knock

She’ll reclaim what’s hers

She’ll level arrogant pride
She’ll burn down the 

greed and expose the lies
She’ll purify 

everything she touches
Delusions dissolve 

while the ʻāina expands revitalized

She’ll Never Knock

©Leana Dawn

Portrait of Pele by Herb Kane