Kai Nani
© Kailee A. Naihe
The ocean is compared to a face. Very good poem.
Its face is a painting, a sculpture, a sketch.
Its face has no ending, no beginning, no stretch.
Its face is a mirror, a diamond, a gleam.
Its face is a smile, laughter, a dream.
The ocean's my home, my master, my sea.
The ocean's my cradle, my own Kai Nani.
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