Experience Kalani through a poem

Authored by: 
Amy Murphy

I will call it a blur
But it has meant more than that
I've been dropping
Pieces of my past
Everywhere

Making room
Becoming lighter

I've sacrificed
Layer of my hands
Sometimes, my heart
To feel

To recognize
Groves in the coral
Colors in the sky
Hints of pain, in every pupil

I've watched
Patient surfers
Wait for a wave
Lava
Break the surface

I've witnessed
Angles
In every face
Soften

Leaving
My shoes at the door
Among other things
Revising the plan
Using an eraser
To sharpen today's picture
Gently blowing
Shavings of cruelty
From the page

Seeing
How beautiful we are
When we're destroyed

Realizing
How many hands it takes
To put one person
Back together