Hawaii

As the sun sets,
and the stars are shining.
What love is lost,
and what love is found.
Beauty grows strong,
as the peddles fly along.

Who can deny the beauty of this place?
As you see the shooting stars across the sky.
As the food is roasting,
the smell so sweet.

What beauty is there if you don't see?
What beauty is there if you don't feel?
Open your eyes and see,
what it's all about to be.