Sea that peeps o’er the cliffs of Kupehau,
Invading the groves of pandamus;
It reaches the lowlands of Maui—
The sea of this Goddess, this Queen.
The lehuas are twisted like garlands
At the touch of this sea of god Pele;
For Pele, indeed, is my god.
Wonder and awe possess me!
Thou mountain wall all swathed in mist,
Now groans the mountain-apple tree;