 The gentle winds of Palihua echo a song of a thousand tomorrows, and I am drenched with the remembrance of you. Bright, shimmering rainbows in your hair, endless summers filled with the fragrance of Plumeria, your moon-streaked shadow etched on the shore. Now alone I watch the silent golden sun kiss the ever-sounding sea, and I am encircled by the memory of you and dreams yet to be spun.