A mighty hall at Kilauea.
Wonder and awe possess me!
When Pele fell through from Kahiki
Bitter the rain, lightning and quaking—
The big-dropped rain that shatters the leaves
Of the women folk in Mau-kele’s wilds.
Pele came in the dusk of the night,
With toss and sway of the long-backed waves.
The ocean heaved at Pele’s rush;
The great god thundered in heaven;