from where the sun will rise..

"it is wise to realize from where the sun will rise,
for to fret upon it once it sets leaves one with just regret." 
-lw

what painful pleasure to be torn between two suns--one that rises through the mist of hilo, and one that sets within the waters of santa barbara. the single solar center of the universe appears to have two faces in two worlds. yet, it is a sublime existence beneath each beautiful blanket of beams. rooted in the earth of hawai'i with branches blossoming in the california breeze, i often wonder which sunlit path to travel. but both roads, i find, are ultimately lit by the same sun.

hilo, where the sun rises,
where i too rose.
this, i never forget.
when the sun sets,
whether deep and dark
as if never to be seen again
or fiery and full of hope,
where ever i am
there is hilo.
there is sun through rain.
where ever i am
i know,
there is not two,
but one.
and i rose in hilo.