Twillight calls softly
Yellow pales, corroding to orange
Breezes summon a chill
The day spills toward night
Thoughts length and change
Clouds scurry after the setting Sun
Fleeting emotions know how they feel
Hope drifts by like a web
Clinging briefly as it moves on
The mood lightens like crepuscular rays
Breaking past clouds running skyward
Thoughts become ambiguous
Nature’s reset button in action
If the mind will just let it work.
Probation isn’t a word in Hawai’i. When you were kapu, or broke a serious law you were to be killed or could swim across 20 miles or so of rough seas to live on a very small patch of land. But you were protected by these figures.
There’s a southern most point everywhere. This is the United States most southern point. Sorry Key West or any other territory, this is Hawaii. Technical there is another place that is part of this area but it isn’t a beach or green. And this is the only completly green beech in the world as well. It’s a 2 1/2 mile braided poor excuse for a road (without 4WD a good awful hour wagon each way). Notice the back of the Jeep and top of the cliff in second picture.
But why go? Its a collapsed volcano crater littered with olivine (peridot to those bigger crystals, birthstone for August). You can see deep blue to turquoise waters. Swim or get beat by 7-10 feet waves. But mostly to see exotic beauty of rugged Hawaii.