Final Allusive Poem & Graphic

Hi'iaka, goddess of hula

Carried by one, cared by all
With family all around me
Pleasing their needs and dreams
As I delight, I find
Something I love

Could it be?
A passion I want to reach
Watching family do it too
Everywhere I go,

The love for it grows

Watching as my sisters do

Hoping one day I can be like them

Maybe higher then the top

The goddess of it all

Gracefully dancing my way to the top
Chanting my voice out so everyone can hear
Moving to my own rhythm, no one else's
Could it be? My love for hula?