THE ISLE OF HAWAII (Words and Music by Hali Hammer)

The morning mist plants a soft, sweet kiss on the ginger and hibiscus flowers

Molten earth moves through the lava tubes of Kilauea’s glowing primal power

A gecko strays into a rainbow’s rays

Fruit fall to the rainforest floor

Sea turtles bask on a black sand beach

Dolphins romp near the wave-washed shore

 

Here where the lava and sand shaped by Pele’s hand meet the sky and the wind

Lies a circle of land that’s called the Isle of Hawaii ://

 

A cool stream flows to a taro patch, the owl and the nene call

From a lush green cliff you can hear the roar of a breathtaking waterfall

Bright birds soar above a banyan tree

Coffee, mango and papaya thrive

At a sacred place you truly can embrace

How the earth is vibrant and alive

 

Here where the lava and sand shaped by Pele’s hand meet the sky and the wind

Lies a circle of land that’s called the Isle of Hawaii ://

 

In a twilight breeze by a tall palm tree a hula dancer gently sways

The petroglyphs tell a magic tale in the language of the ancient ways

The ukulele and the slack key strings

Weave a dreamy spell that brings you back

To Ali’i, the royal Queens and Kings

And the mana of their golden past

 

Here where the lava and sand shaped by Pele’s hand meet the sky and the wind

Lies a circle of land that’s called the Isle of Hawaii

 

Here where the lava and sand shaped by Pele’s hand meet the sky and the wind

Lies a circle of land… of Aloha…Mahalo, Hawaii